CHAPTER 10
George had no idea what to expect.
Ceridwen had invited him to meet her at Daear Llosg, the burning grounds north of the manor a week before they all left for the old world. Some sort of “blessing,” she said.
As he rode into the clearing, he felt both the Archer’s Way to Edgewood, and the new Dyffryn Way, over to the court across the mountain. They were well guarded.
This location had originally been chosen as a ceremonial site for cremations because the little path leading down to the main road and the stream flowing to join the river made it an appropriate intersection, a crossroads. Now that two ways had been opened here, with room for more, George could envision the day when this became an important nexus.
There was enough traffic here, even now, that there were posts s
