
The Silver Fox banished the night-dark wings of Crow and called forth flame from the night. Holding aloft the staff one final time, the fire leaped magically to light the banner…

The crowd came closer, seeking the light and warmth of the braziers, called by the music…and strangely garbed… And behind them, the victorious Giant… the Green Man…

As the flames grew, we saw that another of his kind held the banner…and in the shadows the Foxes prowled, waiting their chance to regain their place…

…for here, the snow-faced dogs of winter still held sway. But not for long… the drums and pipes called to the Foxes…

…and the battle was joined, red and white, as the flames leaped and the rain fell… But the Green Man looked on… his was the victory this night.

The drums marked their footsteps and every blow and feint… a deep heartbeat, the cadence…
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Thanks for sharing. Steve 🙂
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