100-word Flash Fiction. #FridayFictioneers
A story inspired by this photo provided by Madison Woods.
Blodwynn gathered hawthorn branches and spring flowers to decorate her cottage. Her mind was on the Nos Galan Mai celebrations of tonight, which was the prelude for tomorrow’s Beltane fires.
As a child, this night, spirit night, frightened her. However, her teacher, Druid Daffyd, explained that now was her time. She would be chosen tonight. She must carry on the Druid lines.
She would pass her knowledge to her child who, it was foretold, was also destined for great purpose. He would be called Balinor, and he would sire the great adviser to a king named Arthur.
She was ready.