the days grow cold.
The Goddess pulls her mantle of Earth around Her
as You, O Great Sun God, sail toward the West
to the land of eternal enchantment,
wrapped in the coolness of night.
the hours of day and night are balanced."
(Mabon Sabbat and Lore )
Que la Diosa nos guarde y nos guíe !!!
***Las imagenes pertenece a "Mystical Realms Website Competition".