The Younglings of Dunnottar
As I prepare
to introduce the Younglings I realize that they want to introduce themselves,
as have the others.
And so . . .
I give you:
THE YOUNGLINGS OF DUNNOTTAR!
Merri Speaks
I am Merri of the
Younglings of Dunnottar.
My path lies before me
And the choosing is my own
to make
Will I be warrior?
Will I be scholar?
Will I be artisan?
Weaver?
Horse-master?
Farmer?
Tender of herds and
flocks?
Trader?
Medic?
Law-keeper?
The paths are many and all
are open to me
I must choose
Soon
The other younglings will
perhaps guide me
I hope so
We, each and all of us,
have choices to make
And so we help one another
to make them
We are the Younglings of Dunnottar
And we will choose and set
our own path
Together
Always
Diann Speaks
I am Diann of the
Younglings of Dunnottar
Although born to the Alamanni on the Continent
And my grey eyes and
straight blonde hair show that,
It is here on Dunnottar my
family has found safety and training for me
I am a kin-fosterling of Dunnottar
But among the Younglings
of Dunnottar I am at home
We are a family here
My path is that of Healing
Dianann and Saille spend
much time teaching me needful things
I learn also with the rest
of the younglings many other needful things
Our life is filled with
learning
And fun
Laughter rings about us
Love surrounds us always
It is good
It is good to be here and I
am happy
I am very happy to be one
of the Younglings of Dunnottar
It is forever
Nothing will part us
Ever
Corrbed Speaks
I am Corrbed of the
Younglings of Dunnottar
To me is given the path of
scholarship
To Dunnottar have I come as
a kin-fosterling
For safety and training
From the high mountains of
Andorra
Between Gaul and Iberia
My dark eyes and dark
curly hair speak of my homeland
Yet here on Dunnottar am I
also at home
Among the younglings have I
found brothers and sisters
We will one day be parted
When I return to teach the
younglings of Andorra
But we the Younglings of Dunnottar
will forever be as one
Know this
We will be always true to
one another
We will never let each
other go
Always
Never
Such eternal words
And so we are eternal, the
Younglings of Dunnottar
Dothann Speaks
I am Dothann of the
Younglings of Dunnottar
The blood of the Old Ones
runs strong in my veins
Through my mother who is Alianora
of Dunnottar
Like her and Mamm I am small with
their dark hair and big brown eyes, only Mamm's eyes are green
Some say it is from the Old Ones that I have the curiosity and courage of me
That I don’t know nor do I
much care
Life is today
Not yesterday
Nor tomorrow
Today
And there is much to
explore in this day
Much to seek and to find
We the Younglings of Dunnottar
seek and find
It’s what we do
And we do it together
Always
Brann Speaks
I am Brann of the
Younglings of Dunnottar
These my brothers and
sisters make me laugh often
They sometimes also bring tears
My father died before my
birth so I never met him
But I have Alann and the
others to parent me
To me have been given the
blond hair and green eyes of Danann
Through my mother Aine his
daughter
After he was gone I one time
put my foot into a boot he left behind
It went clear to the top
of my leg
I will never fill his
boots
Never ever ever
Dothann says I mustn’t try
But just be my own self
And someday perhaps my
feet will fit those boots
Of that I’m not at all
sure
So I guess I’ll wear my
own boots
Which seem very small
But they are my own
They fit me and no other
We the Younglings of Dunnottar
do what we must
Often we do what we choose
too
For good or for ill
And we learn
Together we learn
It will be so for always
We are the Younglings of Dunnottar
for now and always
Rua Speaks
I am Rua of the Younglings
of Dunnottar
From Gaul I have been sent
to these my kin of Albann
For safety and for
training
I am a kin-fosterling
My flame-head of hair sets
me apart and I am very small
Being small has its
advantages I have to admit
I can get into and out of
places the other younglings cannot
Which is very useful for
all of us
And you know . . .
although I am the littlest of us
They never leave me behind
And I try very hard to
keep up to the pace they set
It makes them laugh
sometimes
But they NEVER leave me
behind
We are all brothers and
sisters
We are the Younglings of Dunnottar
And so we will remain
always
Even when we grow into
Elders
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