Why I was even surprised that a Celtic God of the Hunt believed in animism, I had no idea.You would have thought by now that I would be devout as well, but hey, twenty years of Catholicism is hard to ignore. Right now, my lord and would be slave driver, Cernunnos, was taking a break in my Hunt training to drill me on the way of this new world."Dianthe, are you listening?" His voice was full of exasperation. I didn’t even realize I had it in me to annoy a god this badly."Spirits and divine beings inhabit everything in our worlds, Dia. Even humans can commune with them. Every mountain, river, spring, marsh, tree, and rocky outcrop around us has a life essence."Cernunnos raised his arms to encompass the whole world."Once the Celts understood this and lived in harmony with nature and gods." A sad smile tilted his lips in memory before he continued, "That was a time the Fae and gods both walked the world of man. We were almost at peace. How I would love to see that time again. When the land was not poisoned by overreaching mortals whose goal was to rape the earth for their own profit."The distant look in his eyes faded and he came back to the present.
