Yule Stories

Melancholy skidded down the stairs and was making a beeline to the kitchen. “Hold it right there young man.” “Huh? What did I do??” “Go outside and wail.” “But Ma, I just want breakfast!” “Not a single bite, you’re starting to moult, the Death Energy is backlogged inside you. You’ve been holding your Keens in again haven’t you? Hanging around that Hound friend of yours chasing each other all over the Mound til the wee hou...

She woke up ecstatic because it was time to celebrate Yule in her small Pagan town snuggled in snow covered mountains of America. Today Daire was escorting her younger sister, Tansy, to deliver clove spiked fruit as gifts to their neighbors. Little did she know as she dressed for the day how it ends. For many years, her best friend was a boy who lived up the road, Lorcan. When Tansy was giving the fruit to his mom, Lorcan...