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Irae Sanguis
‘The Blood of Anger’
The early morning light was only just cracking on the horizon when Lucius arrived at the edge of Ynis Wytrin to find the way blocked by a woman upon a brilliant white stallion.
She looked upon him, and there in her starry eyes Lucius saw a deep sadness and regret.
What have you done? Epona asked him.
Lucius reined in the pony, blood from the night before spotting its white coat. He slid off and approached the goddess. “What needed to be done.”
Epona looked upon Lucius and tried to reach out to him, to ease his suffering with her divine touch, but he turned his head away.
“You have helped me so many times before, lady. But you cannot help me in this. It is my own task, my own decision.”
The path you are choosing will affect more than just yoursel
