“Lugh goes first always first an I follow on behind. An that's fine. That's right. That's how it's meant to be.” — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“Lugh's decided to stick with bein mad at me. It's like traveling with a storm cloud. One of them that hangs low… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“We're bein cut asunder, Lugh an me. Bit By bit. An it makes me think. It makes me wonder. Is this how… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“If you seen me an' Lugh together, you'd never think we was the same blood. Never think we grew together in the… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“Lugh got born first. On Midwinter Day when the sun hangs low in the sky. Then me. Two hours later. That pretty… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
“Lugh shines like the sun. That must of made it easy fer them to find him. All they had to do was… — Moira Young Copy Share Image
