Folkdays: Folktale Closings

It has grown late, and the campfire has reduced to smouldering embers, which glow in the breeze that begins to creep in from the surrounding dark. As the flames recede, so does the story: both have spent hours dancing in the air, and both now begin to wane. The tale teller, as if to coaxContinue reading “Folkdays: Folktale Closings”