Lugh got born first. On Midwinter Day when the sun hangs low in the sky.
Then me. Two hours later.
That pretty much says it all.
Lugh goes first, always first, an I follow on behind.
An that’s fine. That’s right. That’s how it’s meant to be.While there are eventually entire paragraphs, the whole book is like this. It’s narrated by the
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