Fabled Black Rider

Shivering In Rains Of Sorrow

My Father's Horse

In The Fields Where You Were Last Seen, Where The Wild Weeds Grow

Divination With The Bones Of The Deceased

The Village Under The Roots

The Trees Grow Slowly In The Deepest Part Of The Wood

On Warm Summer Nights, When Faeries Can Be Seen

Rumours From The East

Passages Through The Oak-Lands

Music From The Far Shores

When Black Footprints Fell All Across The Land

Making A Fire On The Battle-Meadow

Caves Pitch-Black But For The Glow Of Goblin-Blades

Voices In The Leaves

When They Open The Castle Gates On The Far Shore / Epilogue

When Your Journey Is At Its End...

II

Under The Eaves There Is A Path To A Grove With Many Secrets

Remembering The Grandfather Ages

Descending Into The Chambers Beneath The Old Reliquary

Hide Older Than Dreams

III

IV

I

Under The Fern Where Hides The Beetle And The Gnome

The Vanishing Creek

The House On The Far Hill

V

A Mist Of Fungus Spores And Little Faeries

Glowing Crystals That Move Beneath The Soil

Strange Old Runes Carved Into Clay Pots And Wooden Barrels

A Mare Hung From A High Branch

Where Sleeps The Crown Of Antlers

The Only Trails Here Are Of Blood

Ancient Ominous Scriptures

Fading Into The Dark Depth Of The World

The Smell Of Gathered Herbs And Ancient Woolen Satchels

Lighting The Spring Altars

The Faeries That Dwell Under The Emerald Moon

Night Falls Low On The Fields

The Waking Of The Twilightfolk

A Black Procession In The Deepwoods

The Spell To Stay Warm On The Nightside

Gnomish Moonsong

The Path To The Lower Places

Crossing The Gable Gate, I Bid Farewell To The Lighter-Places

In The Black Seeing-Stone, I Saw Nooses Tied with Vines and Horseflesh

Stories Only The Stars Can Tell

Movement On The Far Hills

The Birds Wings Spelled Death