A Feast of Unlikely Stories

were happy together. She became pregnant and late
one August gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. They
named her Eila.
The first thing she noticed about her baby girl as
the midwife passed her over were her eyes. She had
exactly the same eyes as the Moonlight Lion from
her dream. They were dark, a deep grey, but not at
all dull, like a bright full moon with a twinkle from
the surrounding stars. From that day on she would
never dream of the Moonlight Lion again, but she
would forever see him in the eyes of her daughter.
Eila grew up; turning from a girl into a young woman,
all the while she was unaware of how special she
was; there was no way of her knowing.
At sixteen she started seeing a boy. He was skinny
with dark features and although not conventionally
good looking had something about him which
appealed to people. They were inseparable and
spent every available moment together, giggling
together in their own little world.
One morning they were lying in bed. The delicate
spring sun was flooding through the windows and
dancing over Eila’s soft hazel coloured hair, when
the boy looked up into her dark, round eyes and
began telling her about the dream he had just woken
from.
He described how vivid and lucid it was. He had
dreamt of a lion, a lion that was wonderfully
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