Conn’s Journal | 01

Dumhain, Year 768, Kingdom of Galway In this, my seventeenth year, I will compile the research from my travels. I have no time to spare. This is the first year of my reign as Chieftain and I will marry at the Yul festival, under the Winter Solstice sky. It has been five moons since my…

Chapter 39: Conn’s Journal

Day 393, Isle of Searbh Kinvara followed Fiachra into the study. She carried a lantern. Carefully, she walked over the raised threshold and down into the sunken room. It was mid-afternoon, yet it was dark as night. Another storm had taken up residence in the bay and had sat above Searbh for days. It had…

Chapter 38: The Boat from Shannon

Day 389,ย Innis Aran of Chieftain Murtagh of the O’Flahertys   “Where are you all from?” Vidar asked. “The crest looks so familiar,” He asked an ice blonde girl named Gyda. She steered the rudder as he spoke. Vidar had found the small crew docked at a harbor outpost on Inishmaan. Once a bustling port with…

Chapter 37: To Inishmore

Day 389, Innis Aran of Chieftain Murtagh O’Flaherty Aoibheann laid her head on Biorn’s shoulder in the small beehive monastery hut. She and Biorn sat around a fire, waiting for Vidar to comeback with news of what was to be. Vidar had left with Carrick on foot to find any help on the island. They…

Chapter 36: Tearlag’s Memory

Day 388, Galway of the O’Connors   “Oh, love, you would be overjoyed at her. Luiseach’s little nose and the coos she makes, she brings back every memory I have of the boys at that age. She is a twin of Seamus. Oh, remember when it was all over, all the labor and the pain?…

Chapter 35: The Loyal Servant

Night 383, Innisman Brighid squirmed in her sleep and grabbed her arm. She cried out in pain. She crawled away from the ax but it fell again, into her skin. She screamed out again and reached for her spear as she fell to the ground, a soft field of grass on the outskirts of Limerick…

Chapter 34: Brynhildr’s Mother

Day 382, Limerick of the MacManus   Brynhildr sat on the docks with Aisling and watched her daughter run up and down the wooden planks. She watched Aisling’s strawberry blonde hair fly out behind her as the breeze caught her tresses and danced it around her face. She giggled as the wind rushed at her…

Chapter 33: Fiachra and Kinvara

Night 381, Isle of Searbh   Kinvara laid in a hammock beside Fiachra and they both looked at the fire. “I already told you she was different, can’t we talk about something else?” “But that’s all you told me. I want to know her better, know her more than Biorn so maybe she’ll realize how…