Dispatches from the Cockpit 001: Instead of a Prayer

During the severe Tweed-Plague on Leodhas where I worked as the Chief Druid in Calanish I witnessed one of our stone masons chiselling onto a holy stone the words: “I am still alive.” I apologized to him that my prayers had not been successful and asked him what else I could do for him. He said: “Give me a smile.”