My username explained (I am not well-versed yet in the posting of images):
THE GLANCONER
In Ireland, he is known as the Glanconer, or Love Talker. His amorous cousins around the world include England's deadly Reynardine, the fox daemons of China and Japan, the lusty elfin knight of Scottish balladry.
The Glanconer's eyes are black as sloes and his words are sweeter than honey. He walks the woods by twilight, prowling for women to charm and kiss. Beware. Dealing with the Love Talker involves a risk-- an elemental risk. It might be an exhilarating experience treasured for the rest of your life--or you might pine away when the faery's gone and no other man's touch can equal his. The Glanconer, like sweet-talking human lover boys, takes you for a walk on the wild side of Faery. It could be the making of you...or lead to pain and depair.