The Song of Taliesin

The horns of mead exchanged hands and a shower of sparks rose into the night as another log was heaved into place. Then as the Druids concluded the ceremony a cry for "Taliesin Of The Shining Brow" went up and all who had gathered there turned to watch his entrance.

The Bard of Cymru paused for a moment, fortified himself with long and hearty draughts from his horn, and then raised his voice for all to hear. The hubbub ceased at once.

"Know that in the time of the tribes, HAG CERIDWEN held the soul of GWION BACH and that the boy spent his life tending the cauldrons of the witch - along with the aid of old, dumb ARWAN. On this day of which I tell, GWION was moving the cauldron to tend the fire, when some boiling drops of the liquid it contained fell upon the lips of the kneeling ARWAN..."

The fire sparkles then crackles, and great flames leap high into the dark night sky... and suddenly you become a boy again - trapped by HAG CERIDWEN and evil spells...