The Hill Trow Verses The Sea Trow.
Mythical Creatures From Celtic Lore.

Contention built,
The battle began.
Fae blood was spilt
And divided the clan.
One family stayed
Their cousins withdrew
A steep price was paid
When one became two
Into the water
Some of them fled
Better than slaughter
Was what they had said
But life wasn't fair
Mutations took place
They grew seaweed-like hair
And sport a monkey's face.
                                       ~ Morrigan Aoife                                


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