A Celtic Dream

Again, like the Bridge to Narnia, I named this deviation of what first came to my mind when I went into the forest. For some odd reason, this reminds me of my heritage from the Celts.

I don't care what anyone thinks of the Celts, whether they were barbarians or not - that's what they thought of the Indians to. Every culture has their own ways. Their own religion. And I respect that too.