In the opening sequence, the dark lord comes across the water clothed in a cloak of mallard feathers a priest King who ruled the land around Callanish. The avenue of Callanish is graced by Lord Sol once a year at the summer solstice. The stony fingers rise in a colour-changing majesty.
But it is the moon that figures in the legends of Callanish it strokes the body of the mother. It returns in an everlasting cycle. Oh, sacred moon ethereal light Bathing in a sea of magic tonight.
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