Dream Angus: The Celtic God of Dreams (Myths, The)

Dream Angus: The Celtic God of Dreams (Myths, The)

Alexander McCall Smith

Language: English

Pages: 196

ISBN: 1841958239

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Dream Angus: The Celtic God of Dreams (Myths, The)

Alexander McCall Smith

Language: English

Pages: 196

ISBN: 1841958239

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


The beloved author of the hugely best-selling No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency series joins the growing list of writers in Canongate’s groundbreaking Myths series with an absorbing retelling of a seminal Celtic tale of love, youth, and beauty. Angus is one of the earliest Celtic deities and one of the most beloved. He is a trickster and a romantic, a combination of Eros and Apollo, with four birds fluttering about his head, each of which is a kiss. He has the power to reveal to you in a dream your true love, if asked, and if in the mood. In McCall Smith’s magical new vision of the ancient tales, five different young men named Angus find themselves living the myths of their namesake, from his search for the girl he loves to his discovery that the man who raised him is not his father. In the hands of one of the great storytellers living today, Dream Angus will charm and mesmerize readers.

The Greek Myths

The Iliad

The Greek and Roman Myths: A Guide to the Classical Stories

The Golden Bough (Canongate Classics)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

quickly. ‘It hasn’t.’ ‘I’ll try,’ he said. ‘I’ll have a word with him.’ She looked at him gratefully, although she thought that it was unlikely that he would succeed where she had failed. They had dinner together, the three of them, sitting awkwardly at the dining-room table. Mark said very little, not responding to any of the conversational gambits tried by his uncle. So brother and sister talked together, and the boy excused himself early from the table, saying that he was going up to his

questions they nodded their agreement. Angus spoke. ‘It is the search for beauty,’ he said. ‘That is what it is. We find ourselves on this earth – gods and men – and we know that it is beautiful. That is one of the few things we understand – beauty; because it is there, in the world, and we can see it all about us. We want beauty. It requires our love. It just does.’ Bodb stared at him. ‘I see. But once you have found this girl, what then? You may have glimpsed perfect human beauty, but what

the job of looking after him, and they were both known for their kindness. They held Angus gently and sang to him at night, soothing him off to sleep with old songs that they remembered from their own childhood. And when Angus was fretful and could not sleep, they took him into bed with them, under thick, warm skins, and cuddled him until he dropped off to sleep. On such occasions, when Angus slept in their beds, the women found that they dreamed very intensely – strange dreams from which they

dart across the turf as nimbly as if he were a deer. Indeed he could run with the deer, who did not seem to mind his being beside them, and it was a fine sight to see him with those fleet creatures, keeping at their side, effortlessly bounding across the hillsides. Angus did not care about danger. If any peril threatened him, the birds about his head would warn him with their cries, and they would even try to head danger off, swooping down on anything that could harm the boy. But for the most

knew where it had happened – somewhere up there. Not that this put off the climbers and walkers who came from elsewhere. They met in the village, parking their cars on the verge of the road beside the general store, unfolding maps and looking up at the hill, pointing at possible approaches. He watched them set off, and they would nod to him, or give him a boiled sweet from their pockets. He was too shy to speak to them, but he watched them with that clear intensity of expression that accompanies

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