Celtic Mysteries

Windblown moors, lonely threshold to nameless northern shore where dark figures pondered in silence while wandering uneven paths; where once the wild men, blue-eyed travelers, approached and settled, marrying to the culture of redheads and brunettes becoming part of the Celtic race. Concealed Stonehenge, yesterday's enigmas, creations of mystery are carved into history, once part of civilization that became cluttered in decadence now crumbling in wearied infirmity. Their many gods have become one God, creator and eternal ruler, adorned in pomp by those who would lead.