Epona…Goddess…is this your doing? he wondered, staring at the white horse before him, but no answer came on the wind in his mind, only the mist…the water…his family and friends.
They rode slowly for a long time, the path like a labyrinth of clouded reed and water. After a while they all believed night was ready to fall, for they had ridden for so long, but then the path began to open more and more until they were upon a green field filled with golden sunlight.
“Look, Mama!” Calliope said.
Olwyn’s horse stopped ahead and they heard voices.
They all came out of the misty seas as if through a veil, and found Olwyn speaking with an older woman and man.
“Einion? Briana?” Lucius said.
The brother and sister looked up at Lucius and the others and smiled.
“Welcome to Ynis Wytrin,” Briana sa
