When Formoirés, Tuathans and humans took place at the table, Dagda stood. He held his magic harp and offered as a gift to host the banquet of his songs. He played the first chords of the joy and all the guests all laughed. Following the joy, sadness agreements split the heart of everyone wept until the soil is soaked with tears. In conclusion, Dagda played the melancholy of sleep and all fell asleep. Taking advantage of drowsiness general, the Tuatha original Grail emptied of its contents and filled it with all the food he could find in Thule. After a moment, the revelers awoke without having kept the memory of falling asleep.
Balor that gnawing impatience turned to his father. "I think your songs even though they lasted long delighted the meeting. You must be very hungry Father, the honor is yours to begin This feast by taking you from the leader, she will rightfully. "Dagda expecting at that time seized Grail head on and began to swallow the contents without taking time to breathe. Before the astonished eyes of all, he emptied the magic cauldron until the last drop, then turned to Balor. "Here, as you can see, I have answered your hospitality and I am fed with what you had intended. It appears that your banquet promises are not equal to my appetite! Now that nothing remains, how do you intend to satisfy the rest of your guests? It is an affront that I can not decently I prefer to accept and start hoping that you repair this humiliation by listening to the voice of wisdom and ceasing to lead you into an animal. We leave and I hope that you pay this insult by withdrawing your minions of my land, and that you bring the Grail to the place he should have never quit, Brug Na Boyne! If this was not the case, know that now, the whole Tuathan would rise alongside men to fight you. "
0 comments:
Post a Comment