Broceliande Quotes

“She ran. Deeper, deeper into the mysterious Broceliande forest...”
― Jennifer McKeithen, Atlantis: On the Shores of Forever

“All around the table, voices seemed to drop; the name Brocéliande itself breathed out dark mystery. Men told wild tales of that ancient forest. That the fair-folk, the korriganed, had lived long in its shadows. That an unwary traveler might stray into the Lost Lands, only to vanish forever, or return a century hence, still young while his whole world had spun out from under his feet. And they also did say, with more force than mere rumor, that Brocéliande was one of the last, best places for men to hunt unicorns.
A unicorn was the noblest and rarest prey in Christendom. The fire-drakes, if ever they had lived, had not been seen in living memory, and one could not hunt sea-drakes. Sea-drakes hunted men. At least, that's what seamen said when ships did not come back. But now and again, one heard credible tales of a unicorn.”
― Katherine Arden, The Unicorn Hunters

“I lived in France for a year at age sixteen, and went seven months of that year, with a teenager’s charming obliviousness, before I realized that I was living not an hour from that forest of Brocéliande. I hadn’t, up until that point, known it was real. It existed in my heart as a place of fantasy, unicorn-haunted and faerie-ruled.
Naturally, I made straight for it, as quickly as I could work out how to get there.
I met no unicorns on that day, or on any other day I spent beneath the boughs of Brocéliande. But at least it is a forest to make you believe in them. Brocéliande is a place of rills and secret water, boasting every shade of green and every sound of stillness, complete with a medieval castle and a mysterious abbey standing stark beside a great still lake, with rings of standing stones half-hid in the depths just to complete the air of enchantment.”
― Katherine Arden, The Unicorn Hunters