From my book
"Nant Gwrtheyrn - Y Swyngyfaredd (The Enchantment)" available here on my website
It’s strange; maybe it’s just the remnants of outlying buildings, or the knowledge that there is a welcoming café in the village, or that maybe staff are busy signing up Welsh learners, but it always FEELS as if someone is around, even when they are not. I regularly felt I was being watched, but not by anything menacing. I would occasionally see a farmer checking on his livestock, or walkers on the mountain tops – but they are always distant. I felt watched on the journey down the road, in the woods and around the village, but especially on the beach. Nothing surprised or worried me though, and even the notion of spirits of those long gone was more comforting than unnerving.