| This is the Feast of the Autumn Equinox.
The Light of the Sun in the Wheel of the Year stands in the
West, in the Place of balance between the Light and the Darkness.
This is a time of the Great Tides. This is the Gateway of the
Year.
This Feast is known by many names to many people, for the
Truth is reflected from many mirrors. It has been celebrated
as Alban Elfed and Harvest. Our ancestors called it by names
long forgotten, and our children will call it by names as
yet unconceived.
At this time, our ancestors saw the Sun, for the first time
in half a year, be unable to outshine the Dark. Although he
still shines with strength, his strength grows weaker as the
days grow shorter. Today he holds the Darkness in in equal
measure to the Light, but he is struck in his season with
the wound of Time and from day to day the darkness will grow
as the Lord of Light sinks into his Age, for the wound is
grievous and will not heal. This is a time of farewell and
gratitude for the Summer that has been.
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