5 January 1961
Twelfth Night is a night of the Wild Magic, usually. Somewhere in England, it is said, the Wild Hunter rides tonight with all his hounds. Here on the mountain Cader Idris, in northern Wales, though, every night belongs to the Grey King, the Brenin Llwyd. The icy rain battering the mountain tonight is his, as the bitter wind and low heavy thunder are also.