"One-eyed giantess.
White hair, dark blue skin, brown teeth."
*swipes right on Tinder*
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cailleach
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Conor Darrall
Short stories, poetry and some burble . Irish traditional musician, medieval swords guy, draoi and strange egg. Bipolar/ADD/CPTSD/Brain Damage. Currently querying my novel 'The Forgotten 47' - @conordarrall / www.conordarrall.com
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Stolen blue people in transit
The Black One's harbour. Stolen Blue souls wait to board. Rain-soaked shackles grind. ---- (In the Irish language, dark-skinned or black people are described as 'blue'. Gorm is the word for blue, and daoine gorma (blue people) is used to refer to Afro-Caribbean folk.
By Conor Darrall3 years ago in Poets
The Dryads are Calling
They say the forest by Phoenix River sings. Perhaps it is just the wind howling through the leaves, or a particular birdsong. But Percy Fisher knows better; he knows what lies in those woods, and he knows that the forest sings of his demise.
By Leigh Hooperabout 15 hours ago in Fiction
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