celtic lore

she came near as the visions ebbed away; he met her eyes with knowingness gleaming in the depths of his gaze. "labhraíonn siad leat freisin," he observed softly, for was not the stamp of the old glen upon her? whatever her origins, she was here now, and he felt their invisible chain keenly. he had spoken in the tongue of donnelaith, assuming perhaps that she knew it also. but no matter if she did not. he would repeat himself; he did not mind, if only in the intentions of speaking with her and sharing in the wisdom she surely carried within her mind.