Teague's Vision of the Morrígan
Three women stood on the edge of a calm sea. One had hair as red and wild as flames. Another had hair as black as the darkest night, while the third was fair-haired.
A raven circling overhead gave a call. Suddenly the sea became stormy. The waves rose and crashed all about.
The women joined their arms, forming a circle as the surf rose at their feet.
Soon the waves overcame them and they were drawn under.
The raven dove into the water and brought up a goddess.
Then the voice of the Dagda boomed at me from within and told me to find my destiny.