So I followed Sarah into the woods. The evening promised rain and delivered. It was a full moon, but a bashful one. We didn't see it even though our ceremony was dedicated to its maturity.
My search for fearies was in truth an attempt to connect with ancient Celtic spirituality and mysticism. So here it was, a ritual led by the Celtic ones, a tree whisperer and a priestess. Lovely people. Normal modern-day people who have delved a little further than the rest of us.
Here's what the ritual looked like...
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