Teine Bán

In the hush of midnight hills, the ancients spoke of Teine Bán, the White Fire that needed no tinder. It flickered where earth and sky touched, a flame of silence rather than heat, said to be the breath of the Otherworld breaking through the veil. To glimpse it was to feel time loosen—memories of lives unlived, futures already waiting. The druids taught that Teine Bán was not to be worshipped nor feared, but recognized: a reminder that the truest fire is not the one that burns the body, but the one that awakens the soul.