Capitolo 62
ceremonies and sacrifices as there.
You imagine then a scene--the Nature principal Party of that forest
adoration: the day of the New year of the Druids.
An enormous contest of people, men and women and children, are on them
way to the forest; they is moving himself/herself/itself toward a tree of oak that has been
you found with mistletoe that grows on him--so rarely growing there. As the
crowd excited entrance in sight of him, greets him/it to them with to whine strong of
reverence and delight. Under it they gathers; there a banquet is
expansion. In the mean of the assemblage a figure towers--the arc
Druid. Every eye is fearfully sheltered on him, for on his/her whomsoever really
eye can fall with anger, he can be condemned for becoming one of the victims
annually sacrificed to the oak.
A gold chain is around its neck; gold ribbons are around its arm. He is
dressed in bathrobes of immaculate white. Him salt the tree to a low branch,
and making a cable in the folds of his/her bathrobes, him cut-off with a gilded
hook that prunes the mistletoe and so takings it as it falls. Then it is
blessed and shed among the crowd, and the priest prays that each
one receiving him/it so you/he/she can also receive the divine favor and blessing of
what the emblem of Nature is. Two white bulls, the horns of what it has
never until here is touched, you/he/she is now decorated with it fillets and it is
butchered in sacrifice.
Then you/he/she is finally ended, the people have gone, the forest has gone away
the ceremony of the New year and it to cut the mistletoe from the
oak is to an end.
Here he ended the history.
You is sat, while tilting far himself/herself/itself direct, his/her fingers they connected and his/her eyebrows
worked to sweater. When he stopped him, she sat on and a moment studied him/it in
confusion:
"But because it made her call that a dark history?" she asked. "Where the is
cruelty? It is beautiful, and I will never forget them the wish and it
you never throw a dark image on my mind: The day of New year--the winter
woods--the crowd that travels--the oak--the branch--the banquet