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Cernunnos

the horned one, lord of wild things

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Cernunnos sits antlered among the beasts at the threshold of the deep woods; to dream of him is to be drawn toward the untamed part of yourself, the one that answers only to the seasons and not to the clock.

Fragments

A torc of twisted gold in one hand and a horned serpent in the other, he sits so still that the stag and the wolf lie down together at his feet.

When the leaves turn he wears the whole forest as a crown, and the sound of the rut on the far hills is only the world remembering his name.

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