Dinerth, 903-907 AD
Dinerth, 903-907 ADWhenever Alun felt bewildered and disturbed, he sought out his wife, the logically minded Rhiannon. On this occasion, he didn’t have far to go because her fair head rested on his shoulder, and his heavy arm lay across her waist. She stirred under the woollen blanket, sensing his wakefulness. Sleepily, she inquired, “Is everything all right?”
“Nay, I had a strange dream, or rather, it was so vivid that I would call it a vision as if it had happened in our room.”
Rhiannon sat up quickly and stared down at her husband’s troubled face. “What was this vision?”
He frowned and bit his lower lip whilst his right hand clenched tightly. “A most peculiar creature came to me. It had the head and wings of an eagle, but the body of a lion, except for the forele
