The Dagda
the good god, lord of the cauldron
earthThe Dagda carries a club that both kills and revives and a cauldron from which no one leaves unfed; to dream of him is to be invited to a plenty so vast that your fear of not having enough quietly loosens its grip.
Fragments
His cauldron is the size of a lake and never runs dry; every guest who comes hungry goes away filled, and still there is more.
He plays a harp that walks to him across the hall on its own, and at his summons the seasons themselves turn in their proper order.
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