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Welcome to The Village Oak Tree Stories and Poetry
I am Terrance Ó Domhnaill, your scéalaí, back with more stories and poems from authors around the world.
For today's show, I have another episode of The Grave Diggers of Orpheus chapter 13. The second part of Liora's story, a new story about a fae garden, a short story about a deer and magic, then a poem about wintry wind.
So gather round once more and let me read to you next to a warm fire.
I will keep this note short this week as there is little to add. I am still struggling to come up with clean, short stories (not too short) and poetry to read so these audio book podcasts are apt to be a bit far apart at times.
My sources have become more limited as, apparently with all of the problems of the world taking center stage, fictional stories in online platforms are not as popular as they used to be, so writers are not publishing very many anymore.
There are some notable exceptions, such as Ms. Katherine Elaine, whom I read a lot of her stories to everyone when I can.
Every once in a while, I find someone new and I am able to bring their work to all of you, such as I have this week.
I hope this week’s selections meet with everyone’s approval. Please enjoy. Don’t be shy about letting me know what you think. If you know of someone with a good fictional story that fits in with the standards of this podcast, let me know. Maybe they will agree to let me read it for the show.
As always, I thank everyone who reads these little newsletters and listens to the stories and poetry. I know the writers and poets appreciate all of the attention they can get. I will be back next week with something of interest, given all of what is taking place around the world right now. I hope you will join me. Sláinte
Go raibh maith agat. Thank you for listening to the show today. I hope you enjoyed the variety of stories and poems again this week. If you like the show, please like, subscribe and reply as this goes a long way towards reaching more listeners around the world.
As a Seanchaí, I hope you will allow me to continue delighting you with a story or a poem here under the Crann na beatha. Maybe they will bring you a smile and take you away from your troubles for a time.
As I say good bye this week, I wish to leave you with this Irish blessing as you go about your day. "May the wintry chill stay away from your house as the season of the Cailleach arrives. Herself with her frosty fingers and icy cold breath to make us shudder and shiver." Slán go fóill - goodbye for now.
Links to this week’s stories and poem
Cast Into Darkness
Liora’s story. Chapter 2: Talking in the trees.
The Secrets of Heddie’s Garden
Nora visits her grandmother’s garden one more time
The Gentle Deer and the Magic Forest 🦌 🫎 🤎
A Wind Chase
But the wind was a capricious child…
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