The Hall of Memory


Leave the cheerless night behind.  Here it is warm, the mugs are ever-full, and the company is welcoming.  Wander where you will.

Are you in a poetic mood?  Pull up a chair and warm your hands over the flame of awen, and let it light the flame of inspiration in your head.

Or, sit round the table and listen to stories of honor and glory, humor and fellowship, and "how we used to do things back in the olden days in the Barony of Bryn Madoc."

Or raise your cup to those who live on in the Hall of Memory, but will never venture forth again, save in our hearts.