“The Devotees’ worship of the Maiden bore little resemblance to the revelry of the Elder Days, Jerilyn, but how could it?  The Stones were gone, the earth song silent and the Maiden now lived in fabled Ardilun.  They knew the Maiden, but the Lady and the Crone were strangers and the Earth Mother was an ancient, hollow name.  They took the traditions I gave them and those that the priestesses brought back from Ardilun and forged new traditions, new ways to celebrate Her.”    Kandol Elf Lord