This is the tale of one Felimid mac Fal: vagabond, roustabout, poet---and magician! For Felimid is a poet of the old Irish blood: a fully trained bard of Erin. And his is the sort of poetry that can sing shy dryads out of their trees and dragons into slumber and juggle the fixed round of the seasons as a jester juggles knives. A man who saw the bard's pretty face and the harp on his…