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Aes Dana
Miscellaneous
The Wild Hunt
Thrown in its course
The beast sucks in the heavy air
Nourishes its sap with the scent
Rotten leaves and soft carcasses
The beast leads its fools
On the muddy paths
In the shortest night
Turns its antlers towards the earth
The hunters haggard
Tear off the shreds of memory
That stick to their gray skin
They eat the vermin
That animates their bodies
The proud lords of the Sidhe
Clothed in dried blood
Mingle with the madmen
In an obscene dance
Their hoarse cry excites the beast
which drags them a little further
br/>Depart, mortal
From the wild hunt
Let not your eyes meet
The gaze of the elven lords
Who, soiled by mud and excrement ments
Follow the fool of the forest
Turn away, mortal
From the wild hunt
Lest your reason
Follow the procession
And mingles with the earth
Step aside
For all accompany the deer
No one who has seen it
Stays behind