Celtic Deities - Blog Posts
The Navigator Revisiting Manannán mac Lir in his youth, before the famous self-navigating boat was fully automated + the good old Early Irish practice of putting severed heads to household use
Revisiting Manannán mac Lir in his youth. I suppose if Orbsen mac Allot, aka Manannán mac Lir, was born in our times and in our dimension, he would have collected nerd treasures such as Funko Pops, or vintage comics, or whatnot, like all of us mortals. But when you're a Tuatha Dé Danann prince and a pirate captain (don't take my word on it, check out Sanas Cormaic!), you have to make do with jewelry and elven heads. Sigh.
His majesty King of the Sea is not in the mood for kidding.
Enough graveyards for now, here come the princes of the sidhe!
These are young Bodb and young Orbsen, and they’re absolutely not amused.
pov: Lugh Samildánach offers you a game of fidchell. your bet?
Bodb Derg son of Dagda, High King over the Tuatha Dé Danann.
A commission of Brigid for @bloodtreachery (awww, it was SUCH a pleasure to do it!). I put an emphasis on her aspect as a poet, hence the fire of poetry ablaze! The poem in the flames is a liberal translation of these lines from The Hosting of the Sidhe into Old Irish (courtesy of my wonderful husband):
...if any gaze on our rushing band, We come between him and the deed of his hand, We come between him and the hope of his heart.