Once upon a time in a field in Ire a child
was born to two creatures of the faery race. Her mother was a banshee, her
father a sheerie. Both harbingers of pain and suffering, yet on this day born to them a creature of good. As the babe slid from the mother's womb, all
life faded from the banshee and soon there was nothing left but a small child
crying beneath a field rose bush. |
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A young
couple happened to be wondering through this field soon after the child's birth
and found her. They believed she was abandoned, and took her into their care.
They decided to name her Róisgort after the bush they found her beneath. From
that day forward, their lives seemed to be blessed and Róisgort grew to be a
loving yet curious young lass. She looked like all others in her village,
except her eyes were such a pale blue, you could nearly see through them. |
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One day
Róisgort was wondering through the hillside when she tripped. Suddenly a large
blue dragon rose up in front of her out of the earth. Most would have been
afraid, but she just stood there watching him. The dragon knew immediately she
was not human, but could not tell what she truly was. Fiontán brought his head
down to get a closer look and Róisgort kissed him on the nose. It was as if
fate was trying to torment the two, for they immediately fell in love. Now, as
you know, it is impossible for a dragon and a creature of human form to have a
true releationship and so the two were forced to love without being able to
express it. |
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Over the
course of a hundred years Fiontán and Róisgort remained companions, then one day
a great force came from across the waters and attacked their land. Fiontán took
Róisgort to a place beneath the hills to live with the faery folk. As she
wandered through the hill mounds she came across a great warrior named Coilín.
He wooed her over the next couple days and soon they fell in love. |
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Róisgort
was secretly torn between her two loves and went to the elders for advice. The
elders knew the fate of the three, but did not tell her. She was just told she
was to convince Coilín to bring together a great army to join with the dragons
against the invaders. Róisgort's heart stopped when she heard this, but she
knew it was prophesy and so she must follow it. Róisgort went to Coilín and pleaded
with him to help her people up above, and as great as his love was for her he
agreed. |
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The next
morning Róisgort and Coilín went to the top and found the dragons. She
went to Fiontán and told him everything, the tears flowing down her cheeks like
a great waterfall. He knew what was to come next, and Fiontán told Róisgort
that he would protect Coilín to his death. As the meaning of the words seeped
in, Róisgort let out a soft wail heard by all in the area. It put sadness into
their hearts, and increased their will to fight. |
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Two days
passed as the troops prepared to go to battle, when the time came for them to
leave Róisgort retreated to a nearby valley where she curled up within a circle of field
roses to wait for the end. Many hours passed and the villagers, fae folk, and
ancients all gathered in valley but were unable to reach Róisgort. They set up
fires and tents as the night drew closer. |
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It was in the
mid of night when they were woken by Róisgort's wail. It grew louder as
they watched her form rise out of the briar. Her arms were stretched out to her
sides, her head laid back as if she were dead. A bright light glowed around her
as she rose up, wailing. Her limp body floated toward the battle field, her
cries turning into the lament of death. All those within a hundred miles could
hear her cries and feel the loss and sorrow. Soon her feet set down on the
large wound in Fiontán's side. As she continued the lament, his blood rose up
around her, covering her entire form. She cried the last note and her face was
enveloped her body fell onto his. All stood silent, looking at the sight
before them. Soon the invaders began to retreat off the battle field, and off the
land. |
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Coilín
went to Róisgort's body and found she was still alive. By this time the elders
had arrived. They told Coilín that Róisgort was with child, and that the child
contained the spirit of Fiontán. They also told him that he was to raise the
child as his own son. Coilín picked up Róisgort and carried her back to the
mounds and together they raised their son and lived happily ever after... <THE END> |
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