(October 11, 2011 at 11:29 am)thesummerqueen Wrote: My favorite is when I'm driving through them in the evening and the sun backlights them just right, and they look as if they're made of smoky amber disappearing into a molten sky. You're traveling through the sidhe then, and if the road could stray but a little you'd disappear for 100 years with the fae folk.
When I think of such things, summer, I think of places like Schiehallion or Doon Hill, or the Birks themselves. I do see the beauty in the American mountains, to be sure, but for faerie, I always look to the UK.
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