Groups of wolves would have frequently gathered outside of villages in the hope that a vulnerable member of the encampment would wonder far enough away from safety for them to be able to feed. This would probably have been more noticeable during the full moon for obvious reasons.
I close my eyes – the light is back and time is gone. I am happy. My memories are brighter than before. I remember with vivid colour and a sound that is clearer than anything I have encountered. I close my eyes.
Samhain is fast approaching and, at this time of year, I am often asked for stories about the past celebrations from this time of year. So, I thought I would share a bit about the festival, from what I have managed to discover.