‘The 12th Earl of Silverhill let the stories of this land guide him where they led, ’explained Mac. ‘This is what brought him to Tibradden.’
Inteachán said nothing. She let Mac be himself some more.
‘There are more significant occurrences like Tibradden Lough elsewhere in the country, particularly where limestone is more common, but for us the place is close enough to suit our purposes.’
Inteachán smiled and looked at the page. Though beautifully faded now, in the way of old papers and parchments, Inteachán could still make out the lines of a mountain with the edges of a lake drawn inside it.
‘I’m away,’ was all she said.
— Barnaby Taylor (@BTDublin2012) September 13, 2015