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A Fairy Marriage
" About five miles north of Beddgelert, at the highest point of the road that crosses the pass into Nantlle, is a lake called Llyn y Dywarchen. The name means, in English, 'Lake of the Turf', and it is so-called because there was an island of turf in the lake. No ordinary island was this, for it floated about like a raft and was sometimes touching the shore and sometimes out in the middle of the lake. It was still there two hundred years ago, but now it has gone - removed by the Fair Small Folk, no doubt, so that what happened in this story could not happen again.
It happened that the son of the farm called Drws-y-Coed, which is in the valley before the lake, was minding the sheep on the mountainside one misty day. One or two of the sheep strayed towards the lake, so the young man ran across the moorland to fetch them back. There was no island in the lake then, but he saw something much more interesting - the most beautiful girl standing on the lake shore all dripping wet, as if she had just come up out of the water.... "
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