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Without Fear

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sorry I suck at updating. happy valentine’s day, here’s a new chapter!! 💕💕 have a lovely valentine’s 

Chapter Eight. May.

When all of this is over, I; Love me like there ain’t another day, lead with the heart, ain’t that the only way? Keep thinking ‘bout how much I changed today.

It’s surprisingly easy, then, for Niall and Lu to figure things out. It’s easy to fall into the routine of two people who can’t get enough of each other—for Niall to swing by the cafe every day after work, and for Lu to clear her weekends to watch Niall coach. They have dinner together more often than not, Ruairí sleeping at Niall’s feet while he sits at Luna’s kitchen table. They kiss on the couch and fuck on a wool blanket in front of the fireplace, Niall’s lips at Luna’s neck, Luna’s fingers clawing down his bare back. Afterwards, she likes to lie with him and trace the scratches with her own fingers, caressing the patterns that mark him as her own. 

Niall tells her that if they don’t keep it on the downlow news of their relationship will travel the island fast, and Luna will never escape questions about it—it makes her think back, so far back, to that night on the roof, when he mentioned how much Inis Mór loves its gossip. She remembers watching him that night, freezing cold on the roof of her unfamiliar flat, wondering what it would be like to truly know Niall. All she’d wanted to do then was reach out and touch his hand, feel his skin against hers—now, she does it nearly every night, without thinking twice. 

It’s one of those nights, in early May, when things change forever. 

She’s lying all over him in her bed, the way they both like to after sex, his hand tangled up in the curly mess of her hair, her fingers tracing patterns against his bare chest, the smattering of chest hair starting to bloom out across his freckled skin. Luna has the windows open and the smell of spring is delicious through the windows, even this late in the night. As a gentle breeze billows her curtains, Niall slides one hand up Luna’s bare back, from where he’d been resting it at the curve of her ass, coming to a gentle stop between her shoulder blades. She glances up at him, feeling his chest rise as he takes a deep breath, ready to speak. 

“Do you remember my mate Conor? From the Paddy’s Day party?” 

As if Luna could forget the way Conor’s brother had cornered her in the kitchen. She nods, and Niall exhales quickly. 

“Well he works at this pub down  in Dublin, helps manage it actually, and he rang me this morning while I was at work to ask if I wanted to come down and do a bit of a gig at the weekend.” His eyes are trained on the ceiling, his chest still as he holds his breath, waiting for Luna’s reaction. 

“Niall,” Luna sits up in bed, and, finally, Niall looks at her. She can’t quite figure out why he looks so nervous. “This is fucking amazing.” 

Niall breathes out a giggle, hands coming up to cover his eyes for a second. When he moves them and looks at Luna again, they’re sparkling wet. “I know it’s nothing big, just a mate doing a favor but I—my first gig in Dublin, Lunes.” 

“It is something big,” Luna doesn’t even try to temper the excitement in her voice—Niall never makes her feel embarrassed about how she reacts to things, not the way Ida, the way her old job, used to. “It’s something massive, actually, Niall. I’m so proud of you.” 

Underneath Luna, Niall flushes beautifully, his pale skin warming up with pride, love, a little embarrassment. Luna feels an impossible swell in her chest, a balloon of pride that she can’t keep from flying away, that makes it impossible to act like the chill, unbothered, cool girl she’d tried so hard to be in New York. Instead, she cups Niall’s cheek with her hand, feeling the way his skin burns up under her fingertips, and leans in for a kiss. 

-- 

And so, Luna takes her very first trip to Dublin. 

Niall can’t wrap his head around it, the fact that Luna’s been living on Inis Mór all this time and has never been off the island—not even to Galway, the closest mainland city—and Luna can’t quite figure out how to explain to him that nothing off the island is of interest to her when the island has him. Instead, she tells him it’s all for the best, anyway, that he’ll be the best tour guide or her first foray into the rest of Ireland. He smiles, and  wraps his arms around her middle on the ferry over to Galway, his body sheltering her from the violent wind and the bitter cold. Spring is tantalizing in the air, Luna can smell it in her every breath, but winter clings on nonetheless, biting and threatening. 

On the train ride from Galway to Dublin, Luna and Niall sit across from each other, Niall’s guitar at pride of place in the seat next to him. Niall takes the seat travelling backwards,  so Luna can get a proper view to  watch out the window as the Irish countryside blows past her, a blur of impossible green and infinite horizon. He falls asleep somewhere near Mullingar, in the middle of the country, and Luna finds herself watching him more than the passing landscape—the way his eyelashes cast shadows on his cheeks, the tangle of freckles on his neck, the gentle parting of his lips, the constant, comforting rise and fall of his chest as he dreams. 

They arrive in Dublin late that night, the city illuminated by golden street lights and car headlights in a way the island never is, and as they board the Luas on their way to Conor’s flat Luna finds that she’s not taking in the sights around her, but staring instead at the sky above, squinting, strangely desperate to catch a glimpse of any of the stars that make the Inis Mór nights so bright. 

All she can see are lights from planes, taking their passengers far away.

— 

In the morning, Luna wakes up to the sound of Niall’s laughter. She’s on the air mattress in Conor’s living room, where she and Niall had fallen asleep the night before, and she can tell from the sound of his laugh that Niall’s only in the kitchen, a room away, chatting with Conor. But for some reason, it feels like a million miles. 

She stretches out in bed, the air mattress creaking and deflating underneath her, and lets the sounds of the city wake her up, too, so that if she closes her eyes she can pretend this is New York—can feel like she’s back in Williamsburg, Ida next to her, the city bustling below them. As much as she denies it, as much as she loves her life on Inis Mór, Luna can’t shake the fact that there’s a part of her, small it may be, that misses living in a city. But then she hears Niall again, his giggle from the kitchen, and the feeling slips away without a second thought. 

Niall is where she wants to be. 

She pads into the kitchen, the sleeves of Niall’s sweatshirt pulled down over her fingers, and stills in the doorway for a second, the morning’s first smile working its way across her face as she watches Niall and Conor laugh over some video on Conor’s phone, their heads close together so they can both look at the screen. It hits Luna like a pang in the stomach, the fact that Niall is so far away from his friends all the time—the fact that, by staying where he is, he’s losing out on all of this. 

She thinks about herself, too, her early days in New York, before things got so bad. The late nights out with her friends and Ida, crashing at whoever’s apartment was closest to the bar they’d ended the night at, waking up in the afternoon in a pile on the couch, heads throbbing with hangovers and someone, the least hungover usually, standing with her phone out, writing down everyone’s order for the bagel place. Looking at it now, a million miles away, a whole ocean between it all, Luna knows that those moments were the most precious: those exhausted mornings, giggling over Snapchat stories from the night before, splitting bagels so everyone could get at least one bite of every flavor. There was no better feeling than that—nothing more intimate than the morning after the night before. 

Standing in the doorway of Conor’s flat, Luna realizes that Niall hasn’t had the chance to have any of those mornings. 

He hasn’t let himself. 

“Hey, petal. You’re up!”

Luna shakes herself out of her thoughts, eyes focusing on Niall, who’s looking at her with a smile on his face that makes her heart flip the same way it did back in January, when he walked into the cafe for the first time, wind blown and nervous. “We made a fry up, I put yours in the oven to keep it warm.”

“Thank you,” she tells him, her voice coming out a little croaky from lack of use. “That’s nice of you.”

“Wasn’t gonna leave you starving,” Niall smiles, standing up and making his way over to the coffee pot. “Sit down, lover, I’ll get your coffee ready too.” 

— 

Despite Luna’s dreams of spending the afternoon wandering around the city hand in hand with Niall, she finds that they hardly have any time to sightsee before they find themselves packed into the pub, Niall sitting next to her on a barstool, jiggling his leg up and down anxiously. It feels to Luna like there are more people in this pub alone than on the entire island of Inis Mór. She puts her hand on Niall’s knee, and feels him calm down, just a notch. 

She’s only on her second Guinness (and Niall’s barely managed to get halfway through his first), but it’s been a long time since Luna’s been drunk in a bar, and she can feel the effects of it—the alcohol coursing through her in a way it only does when you’re surrounded by other drunk people, the heady smell of the bar adding to her intoxication. She’s overwhelmed, like she knew she would be, but it’s not as bad as she anticipated—not scary and claustrophobic, but fun, something new and different and familiar, all at the same time. She drops her head onto Niall’s shoulder and closes her eyes, safe and sure here, with him by her side. 

— 

Niall gives, without a doubt, the best performance Luna has ever borne witness to. 

He starts playing to a loud, rowdy, packed pub, his voice barely carrying over the sounds of friends chatting to one another, their laughter flitting across the room—but by the time he’s three songs in he’s got the whole place captivated, all eyes on him, smiles on faces and pints raised in the air. By song five people are shouting out requests and Niall’s taking them, slinging a few jokes in between songs, and Luna could swear her heart has never felt so swollen, her stomach never so full with butterflies.  

It’s midway through his set, when Niall makes the ground fall out underneath Luna’s feet. 

“I wasn’t planning on doing this tonight,” he says into the microphone, “because I wasn’t sure anyone would be interested, but you lot seem like a kind enough audience. I wrote this tune myself, if you don’t mind me playing it? It’s called This Town.” 

— 

This Town is about Cormac. Luna can tell from the first lyric. It plays in her head on repeat for the rest of the night—through the rest of Niall’s set, through the heart-stopping smile on his face when he sits back down next to her afterward, through the unfathomable hour of strangers coming up to them and offering to buy Niall a pint for his performance, clapping him on the back and letting him know how much they enjoyed listening. It plays on repeat while Luna tells Niall how proud she is of him, leaning in for a kiss and tasting the Guinness on his lips, the lyrics on his tongue. It plays on repeat through the end of the night, too, Niall helping Conor put away some of the glasses after they lock up, Luna feeling like she’s watching herself through someone else’s eyes, spilling beer everywhere when she tries to help. 

Niall cleans up her mess without a single complaint, but Luna can’t stop feeling sick to her stomach. 

This Town still plays in her mind late that night, when Niall goes down on her in Conor’s living room, the air mattress rocking below them, and it plays in her mind the next morning, when they finally do walk hand in hand through Dublin, Niall stopping for selfies every time they pass a tourist spot. It plays on her mind when they board a train to Galway in the early afternoon, and, still, on the ferry back to Inis Mór late, late that night. Niall drives her home and they make out in the car for ages, his hands up under her sweater, windows open to let the spring air in. It smells like Niall and newness—the coming warmth, the longer days, the hope and life and breath that spring brings to everything. 

It smells, to Luna, like everything thawing away. 

— 

Luna’s grateful for work on Monday, the constant orders and customers a distraction from the feelings that she knows are out of line. Niall adores her, she tells herself as she brings Mr. O’Keefe his usual coffee, a song is just a song, and nothing more. 

But it’s hard to shake, Niall’s voice, “over and over, the only truth, everything comes back to you.” For so long, Luna realizes, Niall’s voice has been something special for her—something she hears in her cafe, in her bedroom, in her bathroom when the shower is on. Niall’s voice is the soundtrack to her washing dishes, to her curled up on the sofa reading while he plays guitar across the room. It’s the soundtrack to long car rides in the middle of the night, the moon and stars illuminating the cliffs ahead just for them. It’s the soundtrack to them, to Niall and Luna, and it hurts her more than she thought it would—more than it should—to realize that she has to share that with the rest of the world. 

When Niall bustles into the cafe that evening, Luna can’t hide her excitement. It feels like a million years, a million miles, since last night, when he pulled her in for one more kiss before driving home to his mom’s house. His cheeks are redder than usual when he comes up to the counter, despite the warm spring day outside. 

“Hiya,” Luna leans over the counter for a kiss, her anxieties melting a little when Niall’s lips meet hers. “You alright?”

“Lu,” Niall’s breathless, handing his phone to Luna across the counter. “Look at this.” 

She glances down at his phone, open to the YouTube app, and her hands start to shake before Niall speaks. She knows exactly what’s happening—it used to be her job, to help make things like this happen. 

“Someone recorded my gig down in Dublin,” he’s telling her, his voice so distant that it sounds muffled, distorted, in Luna’s ears. “It has a million views on YouTube, Lu. It’s—I’m going viral. People are asking if it’s on Spotify, I even had to take my Instagram page off private. Conor says I should come back down for another gig, people have been asking after me. I—Lu. I think we made it.”

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So for the last few months, I’ve been planning a trip to the UK for after vaccinations. To be honest, right now it seems out of reach. A few weeks ago, I was on the brink of actually booking flights. Right now, given the way COVID cases are going in my area (and, more importantly, the look of the modeling for COVID cases in the next few months), I’m not longer sure it’s realistic to think I can travel this summer.

I’m in a college program; I’ve finished all the schoolwork that can be done online, and all I have left to get my diploma is an in-person co-op term. That’s been delayed due to COVID, but it’ll likely end up doing it in the fall 2021 term because I should be vaccinated by then. After that, I’ll be looking for jobs in that field. Plus I’ll hopefully (I say “hopefully” because I guess this depends on whether COVID has abated by then) be back into the middle of a season of coaching my sports team again by then. So I won’t be able to just take off across the ocean for a month.

But right now, I am doing the freelance/fairly loose contract work editing job. This is a job that I luckily can do from home, and I’m fine with doing it until the pandemic calms down and I can finish my diploma and look for proper jobs in my field (I did get a university degree a few years ago, but it’s tough to get jobs in that field until I add this college diploma to it).

So from now until September is when I’ll be doing my very flexible job, and not doing any coaching because COVID, so I’m free to travel. Unfortunately, travel is not something I just do right now because, you know, COVID. So I am convinced that August 2021 is my window. In an ideal world, by August 2021, I will be vaccinated. Ireland and the UK will be at herd immunity and therefore it will be safe to travel there. But I will not yet have reached a point at which I have to go back to real life and have commitments that keep me from traveling.

As I said, a few weeks ago I almost booked flights for August 2021. Now that COVID is getting out of control again in my area, I’m a little more hesitant. But I’m still hoping this can happen. My idea is to book round-trip flights between [my Canadian city] and Galway. The flight to Galway would be in late July/early August. From Galway, I’ll spend two weeks doing a train/bus/ferry trip around Ireland and the UK (Galway to Dublin to Holyhead, and then through Wales and England and Scotland). The road trip ends in Edinburgh. Then I spend two more weeks in Edinburgh, in August, during the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. I see some of my favourite comedians live. It’s the coolest fucking thing ever. At the end of August, after I’ve been across the ocean for about a month, I get a one-way flight to Galway, and from there I catch the flight that’s part of my round trip back to [my Canadian city].

That’s the dream, anyway. It’s feeling a little out of reach on this particular day, but I still think it can be possible. I posted a map of my suggested route a while ago, but a few things have changed since then. Most obviously, I’ve realized that if this trip happens it’ll be in August, so I want to leave lots of time in Edinburgh at the end of it. So I’ve moved it all around and now I have a new and exciting fantasy schedule for this fantasy trip that probably won’t happen. But it might.

Anyway, this is the map as it stands right now: https://www.google.ca/maps/d/u/0/edit?mid=1H31hSO-Z2t_9Kj20st-btzwfAVQksvUD&usp=sharing. I’m still hoping I’ll be able to do it.

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Those Damned Old Ways

The morning’s fog cleared and beautiful mountains and forests rolled by, just outside the coach’s window. The carriage car rattled and rumbled and shook; the lone passenger sitting inside struggled to read a letter. The papers in his hands shook enough to match the violent motions of the fast-moving vehicle.

His eyes sometimes sprung to the breathtaking vista outside as he attempted to gauge how far the carriage had taken him. Mostly, though, he focused on the perfect penmanship inked onto the paper in his hands.

Inquisitor Virgil Armstrong had already read this document ten times. Even on this eleventh reading of the text, his brow furrowed unbeknownst to him—an expression of his disbelief and frustration with the letter’s contents.

He did not believe in the existence of demons or ghosts.

The coach’s driver shouted at the horses and cracked a whip. This pulled Armstrong back out of his efforts to read the letter from Father Morgan Simpson. He sighed and put the paper down onto the seat beside him.

Armstrong picked up the bag he had brought along and peered inside. He had lost count of the amount of times he checked his luggage. The Bishop of Crimsonport had insisted on him bringing all these items along, despite Armstrong’s repeated dismissals.

Five flasks of holy water encased in fine silver cages. Three daggers coated in silver. A pristine copy of holy scripture. A wreath of fresh allium sativum blossoms. An oaken stake.

“A damned oaken stake,” Armstrong thought to himself.

Especially the last item made the inquisitor cringe. Vampires, witchcraft, and disembodied ghosts were all nonsense to him, phenomena that could be explained with scientific research. He did not share the superstitions of his fellow clergymen in the diocese. The only thing that drove Armstrong to join the ranks of the inquisition was the desire to root out heresy. He banished the memories from his mind as they threatened to bubble up and remind him of the misery his hometown had suffered under the yoke of pagan traditions.

And precisely that compelled him to investigate this case. Something about Simpson’s blasted letter to the diocese rubbed Armstrong the wrong way. He did not believe one bit in the supernatural thing that Simpson described in his letter, but he recognized the actions and reactions portrayed in writing—the spitting image of the same sort of community rife with filthy heathens and devil-worshipers.

After checking his pocket watch, Armstrong estimated the road to Hallowglen would take the coach another half hour. Ample time to give the letter yet another read. Nothing about it sat right with him.

Simpson never returned to Crimsonport or sent another letter, and the diocese now considered him missing.

Everything about the letter roused suspicion. It had been passed down through the diocese until it landed on the desk of the inquisitor. And now he carried the original with him as he rode to Hallowglen.

He picked it up again in both hands and strained his eyes to read despite the violent shaking of the coach, bouncing up and down with every bump and hole along the road.

* * *

To the Bishopric of Crimsonport,

I write to you to express my concerns about the strange occurrences in Hallowglen. I do not use these words lightly, but I have to preface everything with this assessment: in this town, something unholy is afoot. Drawing upon the expertise of exorcists or inquisitors may be necessary to get to the bottom of this.

First, I must explain the nature of the settlement to provide you with a better understanding of the locale. The hamlet is not home to any church nor is there any clergy present here. It is a small town of roughly a hundred souls at most. It is situated near the edge of the Blackwood, close to the feet of the mountains there, but on the Crimsonport side of the forest, rather than on the side of King’s Hold.

The town’s overseer, Gregory Galway, traveled to our grand city and visited the church. I was the first clergyman to greet him and hear him out. He said that someone had been exhuming bodies in Hallowglen’s graveyard and that they needed a priest to put a stop to this.

That gave me pause but I thought little of it at the time. Initially, I considered it to be either a prank committed by youngsters or rituals conducted by misguided folk as is wont to happen on the countryside, and told Mister Galway as much. He turned white as a sheet and shook his head, telling me that it had to be something worse than that.

Whenever I pressed him to learn more, or understand what exactly the problem was, he deflected my questions and insisted that they required the presence of a priest. Galway was convinced that evil needed be driven out of their hometown and that only the clergy could accomplish such.

What I quickly realized was that he refrained from describing the exhumed graves in details. “You must see for yourself,” he kept telling me.

I cannot explain what it was, but I sensed a deep-rooted dread about him. I had no reason not to believe him, though I remained skeptical at the time. After all, we must be wary that the devil and his unholy host are a danger that eats away at the fringes of society, and here I saw an opportunity to do my part in that regard.

He offered to pay any and all expenses for my journey over to the hamlet, which I declined, as I knew we would not be gone for long. I packed quickly and traveled light, expecting to spend no longer than a night in the town, and joined him on the short trip over to Hallowglen.

We rode in a coach that belonged to his family and arrived in Hallowglen before dusk. The whole way, I pried to learn more from him and he finally opened up, revealing more details about the occurrences.

Someone had been digging up rows and rows of graves, both new and old, and opening the caskets. The culprits kept leaving the caskets open, but left the bodies inside them. However, the culprits also did something to the bodies.

Worry marked Galway’s brow as he appeared to fight a battle within his own mind, silently debating whether or not to tell me more. Finally, he admitted that the bodies in the caskets had been turned over. They lay there, facing down. I just knew there was something more, but Galway refused to say.

My curiosity made way to frustration over Galway’s lack of cooperation in the matter, but I did spend the time learning more during my questioning. This had been going on for the better part of a fortnight. Upon Manda Watton first discovering three disturbed graves, they quickly covered them up and hoped that such would never happen again.

The event repeated itself, however. The Watton family, who lived near the graveyard, never witnessed anybody going to or fro. Despite this, it continued on. When the thirteenth grave had been desecrated, too many people in the community were unsettled by it and saw the number as a terrible omen. So Galway made his way to the city, and that is where I came into play.

The more I investigated matters for details in our meandering conversation, the more I got the impression that something was utterly wrong about the exhumed bodies themselves. And there it was again: the blood drained from Mister Galway’s face in quiet terror. I cornered him with questions about it, and he repeated what he had told me back at the church.

“You must see for yourself. I lack the words to describe it.”

His eyes sparkled with a fear so infectious that it made me shiver just to look at him. It felt like I would inflict him personal harm by forcing him to relive whatever he had experienced, to render any description of what he had seen. So I left it at that and resolved to see for myself, just as he had said.

Arriving in Hallowglen, I discovered what appeared to be a regular town on the surface. The facade quickly crumbled once I met another person out in the open. I greeted someone who I learned later was Sherman Hill, but Mister Hill greeted me with an air of hostility I had never seen before. Hill almost seemed angry with me, and I could not, for the life of me, explain why.

My only guess was that he and others in the town descended from pagan bloodlines who regarded the church with suspicion or downright hatred. I have nothing to base this on, mind you; this is mere conjecture.

Galway offered me quarters to stay at his family estate, so I left my belongings there and accompanied him to the graveyard without further delay. Manda Watton, a gods-fearing woman as far as I could tell, indicated by the gratitude she expressed at my arrival in the town, and complemented by the large wooden cross she wore on her necklace, guided us to the desecrated graves. She reported to us that another grave had been dug up in Galway’s absence.

It chills me to describe what I saw there. I instantly understood what Mister Galway meant by “lacking the words” but I will do so to the best of my ability.

The grave of Mariah Kabble, good lord bless her soul, was dug up. It looked not to have been done by shovel, but by bare hands. Large hands, otherwise this must have taken forever, I believe. The simple wooden casket’s lid lay on the upturned soil beside the grave, broken apart and splintered.

Kabble’s corpse lay face down in the casket. I asked Galway again what it was about these bodies, but he refused to say. Every fiber in my body screamed at me, telling me to leave the body alone and cover the grave back up. Whether it was curiosity or a sense of duty towards the diocese, I climbed down into the grave and turned Missus Kabble’s decomposing body over.

This is what leads me to believe that something unnatural has taken hold of this town.

Kabble’s face was missing. Not like it had been removed, like the profanities committed by upstart surgeons or the results of a wild animal eating a person’s face off. No, I had never seen anything like this before.

The body must have been interred for less than a year, which Galway later corroborated. Her white hair still remained, draped over a face lacking any features whatsoever. Kabble’s face had no orifices, no discerning marks. It was smooth all over, just a solid surface of decaying skin without any eyebrows or nose or lips. Nothing whatsoever.

I resisted the urge to vomit and climbed back out of the grave to fetch the broken lid, then covered up Kabble’s body with it. Although it occurred to me that someone could possibly fix or replace it, I wanted nothing more than to get that horrid blank visage out of my head.

Galway had a look on his face that must have mirrored my own expression. I now understood the chief’s dread.

I went to fetch my bag with the holy scriptures and blessed water, and requested Galway to have someone cover up Kabble’s grave anew. I returned to find a Mister Credge taking care of shoveling the dirt back onto Kabble’s casket and took turns with him when the elderly man tired. In all honesty, I wanted Missus Kabble to be covered up as quickly as possible and never have to see that face—or lack of a face—ever again.

Once we had finished the second burial, I consecrated the grave and read from the scriptures, performing some rites and splashing some holy water upon it.

It was after dark and Galway offered me supper at his home in addition to the lodging, which I graciously accepted. Our dinner conversation was practically non-existent, though he did try to strike up conversation of trivial matters. To get my mind off of the horror I had just been exposed to, I presume.

I am afraid to say that I must have been a terrible conversationalist that eve. I asked Galway if all of the faces on the exhumed bodies were like that, and he confirmed it, dodging the necessity to describe it and staring into his cup of wine all the while.

The sight of Kabble’s missing face still haunted me and I knew I would not be able to sleep easy that night. Instead of retiring early, I knew there was more to do. My sense of duty took overhand, or I indulged it, just so I did not have to dwell on the awful image stuck in my head.

Carrying a lantern that Galway had lent me, I visited some of the Hallowglen homes to question the townsfolk and learn more about these events. I knew that something had to be done, because there were many more graves on site and no indication that this strange string of events would see an end any time soon.

There had to be clues and I suspect that the culprit lives in this very town. For now, without any other evidence, I suspect the workings of black magick.

Mister Sherman Hill, whom I mentioned earlier, was the most suspicious. His mien was angry the moment he recognized me upon opening his door to me. He spat on my coat and complained that what was going on was somehow the church’s fault. “The old ways used to protect us from this deviltry,” he said. Instead of elaborating on what he meant, he slammed the door shut in my face.

Nobody else had anything useful to share or they were too fearful to speak candidly with me, and I admit my confidence waned quickly after my encounter with Mister Hill. Several homes refused to open their door, though I do understand that, given the late hour and rampant superstitions.

The Watton family were the only ones that invited me in to sit by their oven and warm up while we spoke. Out of all the townsfolk in Hallowglen, Manda Watton was the only one to share anything unusual of note: a woman dressed as a man, in long coat and tricorne hat, carrying a rifle, had visited the town a few days prior to my arrival. This stranger claimed to be a “hunter” and asked some questions about the exhumed graves, asked to see them, and immediately left the town toward the Blackwood afterwards.

I retired for the night and began composing this letter to you, my dear friends. I am having one of the local youth deliver it to you posthaste. I will remain here in Hallowglen in the care of Mister Galway and continue to investigate.

Yours truly,

Father Morgan Simpson

* * *

The driver’s crack of the whip tore Armstrong back out of the trance he had entered upon re-reading the letter yet again, scanning it and memorizing it.

Armstrong folded the letter’s pages up and stashed them in his bag. He looked out the window of the coach and saw the mountains and the fringe of the Blackwood drawing nearer. The morning sun stood high in a deep blue sky, bathing the countryside in a warm and comforting light.

The inquisitor could smell spring in the air, but the darkness of what he expected to see in Hallowglen clouded his thoughts like a fog. He refused to believe in a darkness of the supernatural, but expected to find a man-made one.

He wanted to see the bodies in those graves and confirm whether Simpson had truly seen what he described in the letter. Or whether the priest had been losing his mind.

Armstrong had honed his intuition to the point of weaponizing it, and his pessimistic streak told him that something terrible had befallen Father Simpson.

He would get to the bottom of this and prove there was nothing unnatural at work here.

But the first thing upon arriving in Hallowglen, he learned from Galway that Father Simpson had passed away. When Armstrong pressed him for details, Chief Galway refused to elaborate. Armstrong asked the chief if something was wrong with Simpson’s body—or his face.

And Galway turned white as a sheet.

—Submitted by Wratts

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Books to Read in 2019

This past year I finished reading MAYBE 2 books. How incredibly disappointing is that? In high school I read ALL THE TIME, and I have a whole wall covered in books, yet I have barely read! I’m really going to force myself to read more this next year. I know for a FACT that my semester next year will hinder my goal, but I’m hoping to follow this plan as closely as I can (although I am darn positive that I probably won’t be able to finish all of these). Most of these books I have selected relate to other personal goals I hope to achieve. The boldened titles are the books I feel are most important in my personal growth (and thus the books I will read first). I’m also hoping my love for reading can be reignited. I know a lot of us can lose the habit of reading, especially with busy college schedules, so I’ve added the descriptions of the books (from the back or from the amazon descriptions) I hope to read in case any of you would also like to read more!

Productivity Books

1. The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People by Stephen R. Covey

In The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People People, author Stephen          R. Covey presents a holistic, integrated, principal-centered approach for         solving personal and professional problems. With penetrating insights and pointed anecdotes, Covey reveals a step-by-step pathway for living  with       fairness, integrity, honesty, and human dignity- principles that give us the      security to adapt to change, and the wisdom and power to take advantage of the opportunities that change creates. 

2. Getting Things Done by David Allen 

In today’s world, yesterday’s methods just don’t work. Veteran coach and        management consultant David Allen shares his his breakthrough methods for stress-free performance that he has introcued to tens of thousands of people  across the country. Aleen’s premis is simple: our productivity is directly   proportional to our ability to relax. Only when our minds are clear and our thoughts are organized can we achieve effective results and unleash our creative potential. From core principles to proven tricks, Getting Things Dones can transform the way you work an live, showing you how to pick up the pace without wearing yourself down. 

Meditation and Buddhist Books (from Wisdom Publications mostly)

3. Zen Vows for Daily Life by Robert Aitken

Zen Vows for Daily Life is a collection of gathas, vows in verse form for daily practice, similar to prayers or affirmations for use at home, at work, and in the meditation hall itself. Reciting these poetic vows can help us be fully present in each moment and each activity of our lives. These gathas serve as gentle reminders to return again and again to our highest aspirations, with acceptance, joy, and compassion—for ourselves and all beings. Zen Vows for Daily Life will be a steadfast companion in keeping the reader inspired and committed on their spiritual path.

4. A Heart Full of Peace by Joseph Goldstein

Love, compassion, and peace—these words are at the heart of all spiritual endeavors. Although we intuitively resonate with their meaning and value, for most of us, the challenge is how to embody what we know: how to transform these words into a vibrant, living practice. In these times of conflict and uncertainty, this transformation is far more than an abstract ideal; it is an urgent necessity. Peace in the world begins with us. This wonderfully appealing offering from one the most trusted elders of Buddhism in the West is a warm and engaging exploration of the ways we can cultivate and manifest peace as wise and skillful action in the world.

This charming book is illuminated throughout with lively, joyous, and sometimes even funny citations from a host of contemporary and ancient sources—from the poetry of W.S. Merwin and Galway Kinnell to the haiku of Issa and the great poet-monk Ryokan, from the luminous aspirations of Saint Francis of Assisi to the sage advice of Thich Nhat Hanh and the Dalai Lama.

5. Open Mind by B. Allan Wallace 

Lerab Lingpa (1856–1926), also known as Tertön Sogyal, was one of the great Dzogchen (Great Perfection) masters of the nineteenth and early-twentieth centuries and a close confidant and guru of the Thirteenth Dalai Lama. This volume contains translations by B. Alan Wallace of two works that are representative of the lineage of this great “treasure revealer,” or tertön. This volume will be of great interest for all those interested in the theory and practice of the Great Perfection and the way it relates to the wisdom teachings of Tsongkhapa and others in the new translation schools of Tibetan Buddhism.

6. Interconnected by Ogyen Tinley Dorje

Plucked from a humble nomad family to become the leader of one of Tibet’s oldest Buddhist lineages, the young Seventeenth Karmapa draws on timeless values to create an urgent ethic for today’s global community. The Karmapa shows us how gaining emotional awareness of our connectedness can fundamentally reshape the human race. He then guides us to action, showing step by step how we can change the way we use the earth’s resources and can continue to better our society. In clear language, the Karmapa draws connections between such seemingly far-flung issues as consumer culture, loneliness, animal protection, and self-reliance. In the process, he helps us move beyond theory to practical and positive social and ethical change.

7. I Wanna Be Well by Miguel Chen

A punk rocker’s guide to grow, learn, and appreciate the present moment—in short, to live a life that doesn’t totally suck.

8. Discovering Your Soul Signature by Panache Desai

Your soul signature is your spiritual DNA - it is who you are at your core, the most authentic part of you, and your singular contribution to this world. And yet, we reject our authentic selvs. We allow our soul sigature to become blocked by any number of emotional obstacles that life throws in ou path: anger, fear, guilt, shame, sadness, despair. Any or all of these feelings overtake us and create a density, a heaviness that doesn’t permit us to embrace who we truly are, deep inside. We are energetic beings, Panache Desai reminds us, and emotions are energy in motion. When we are blocked we feel unworthy, less than, unloved, incomplete. 

In Discovering Your Soul Signature, Panache Desai invites us on a 33-day path of meditations-- shot passages to be read at morning, noon, and night that are designed to dismantle the emotional burden that holds us back and open us up to changing our lives. Through this distilled, poetic, practical, and inspiring course, he invites us to live a life of authenticity, to rediscover purpose and passion, and to believe from our soul in the possibility of all things.

9. As Man Thinketh by James Allen 

This little volume (the result of meditation and experience) is not intended as an exhaustive treatise on the much-written upon subject of the power of thought. It is suggestive rather than explanatory, its object being to stimulate men and women to the discovery and perception of the truth that -

"They themselves are makers of themselves"       by virtue of the thoughts which they choose and encourage; that mind is the master weaver, both of the inner garment of character and the outer garment of circumstance, and that, as they may have hitherto woven in ignorance and pain they may now weave in enlightenment and happiness.

Religious Books 

10. The Miracle of Forgiveness by Spencer W. Kimball

In The Miracle of Forgiveness, President Spencer W Kimball gives a penetrating explanation of repentance and forgiveness and clarifies their implications for Church members. His in-depth approach shows that the need for forgiveness is universal; portrays the various facets of repentance, and emphasizes some of the more serious errors, particularly sexual ones, which afflict both modern society and Church members. Most important, he illuminates his message with the brightness of hope that even those who have gone grievously astray may find the way back to peace and security. Never before has any book brought this vital and moving subject into so sharp a focus. This classic book is a major work of substance and power.

Science Books

11. God’s Equation by Amir D. Aczel

In God’s Equation, Amir Aczel tells the story of what lies between these events: the history of modern physics and the development of the sciene of cosmology, the study of the nature of the universe. 

Other Books

12. A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess

In Anthony Burgess's nightmare vision of the future, where criminals take over after dark, the story is told by the central character, Alex, who talks in a brutal invented slang that brilliantly renders his and his friends' social pathology. A Clockwork Orange is a frightening fable about good and evil, and the meaning of human freedom. When the state undertakes to reform Alex—to "redeem" him—the novel asks, "At what cost?"

13. Walden and Civil Disobedience by Henry David Thoreau

In 1845, Thoreau moved to a cabin that he built with his own hands along the shores of Walden Pond in Massachusetts. Shedding the trivial ties that he felt bound much of humanity, Thoreau reaped from the land both physically and mentally, and pursued truth in the quiet of nature. In Walden, he explains how separating oneself from the world of men can truly awaken the sleeping self. Thoreau holds fast to the notion that you have not truly existed until you adopt such a lifestyle—and only then can you reenter society, as an enlightened being.   These simple but profound musings—as well as “Civil Disobedience,” his protest against the government’s interference with civil liberty—have inspired many to embrace his philosophy of individualism and love of nature. More than a century and a half later, his message is more timely than ever.

14. The Art of Worldly Wisdom by Baltasar Gracian

In the Art of Worldly Wisdom Baltasar Gracian gives us pertinent and pithy advice on friendship, leadership, and success. Think of it as Machiavelli with a soul. This book is for those who wish to have an ambitious plan for success without compromising their integrity or losing their way. Audacious and captivating!

15. For One More Day by Mitch Albom

For One More Day is the story of a mother and a son, and a relationship that lasts a lifetime and and beyond. It explores the question: What would you do if you could spend one more day with a lost loved one?

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Top Escorted Ireland Tours - Irish Heritage and Culture - Road Trip Journey From Dublin to Galway

Irish Heritage Tour, an incredible ten-day road trip journey in Ireland packed full of culture and history where you can meet the locals and your Irish Heritage face to face beginning in Dublin and winding your way through counties Tipperary, Cork, Kerry, Galway, Clare and Limerick on this beautiful Emerald Isle. Travel by car or join an escorted Ireland tour where you can expect to be awestruck by the sheer beauty and remarkable history of this beautiful country on an unbelievable road trip journey featuring the most celebrated sights in Ireland. See Dublin, Kilkenny Castle, Cork, Cobh, Blarney Castle, Killarney, Ring of Kerry, Dingle Peninsula, Glenlo Abbey, Adare, Kylemore Abbey, Galway, and Connemara a look into Ireland's ancient past.

Day by Day Overview of a Ten Day Ireland Road Trip Tour from Dublin to Killarney to Galway to Dublin

Touring Ireland should seamlessly combine contemporary and traditional features, giving you the opportunity to experience Irish city life one day and marvel at the unspoiled beauty of the Irish countryside the next. You could do this road trip by car but you may miss enjoying the scenic beauty and important historic places while behind the wheel, not know what you are seeing without the knowledge of a professional Irish tour guide, and loads of fun with family or making new friends one has on escorted Ireland tours.

Ireland group tour members and individuals can expect to be awestruck by the sheer beauty and incredible history of this beautiful country on this unbelievable road trip journey featuring the best of an Irish Heritage and Culture tour, which will take you to the most celebrated Irish attractions. You will even have the opportunity to be transported back in time to "old world Ireland", a place where the locals still sing century old songs and continue to speak Gaelic to this very day. "That one single statement makes many a heart long for the sounds and songs of dear Ireland".

Escorted Ireland Tours vs. Ireland Road Trip by Car

Anyone including families and Ireland Tour Groups can sit back, relax, and enjoy the Emerald Isle in comfort if they choose an escorted or guided Ireland tour as they travel by luxury touring coaches with an expert driver and guide who will meet them upon arrival at Dublin Airport. You could also do this road trip by car but then you would miss half the enjoyment of the trip because you are behind the wheel driving on the "wrong side of the road" instead of enjoying your trip. In addition, you would miss all the unique knowledge your local guide has to offer on an escorted Ireland tour. Either way, there are more advantages traveling on escorted Ireland tours versus by car.

The inclusions listed in this day-by-day adventure are based on what one would encounter as part of a group tour. You could mold this tour into whatever you like, stop wherever or however long you want if doing this road trip by car, an advantage. However, having done both in the past the escorted Ireland group tour allows you to sit back, enjoy the trip, with no worries about overnights or driving.

Seeing the Sights in Dublin

Day one begins with your arrival in Dublin, an experienced driver and tour guide will meet you unless you are doing this on you own and then you will need to get a rental car at the Dublin airport. Throughout the rest of this road trip, we will assume you opted for an escorted Ireland group tour which will start with an afternoon city tour of the fair city of Dublin.

Among the many sights to see are St. Patrick's Cathedral, Trinity College and the ancient Book of Kells, a masterpiece of Calligraphy art featuring interlacing Celtic knots, patterns, human figures, mythical creatures, animals and text in vibrant colors and illuminated for your viewing pleasure. The Book of Kells is considered one of Ireland's most important national treasures. No one knows exactly how long it took the Celtic Monks some 1200 years ago to create this masterpiece featuring the four Gospels of the New Testament in Latin depending on what you read it was created between the 6th and 9th century so some three years in the creation and well worth the visit.

See Christchurch Cathedral and the Shrine of St. Valentine, after whom the February 14th holiday is named. See the Georgian Squares featuring Palladian Architecture used during the reign of the four King George's era. Leinster House (now the seat of Parliament), Phoenix Park which is the largest enclosed park in Europe, O'Connell Bridge and The Four Courts along the River Liffey before heading to your hotel in Dublin for an evening meal and good nights rest. Overnight at The Westbury Hotel 5 star hotel located on Dublin's trendy Grafton Street, just one of many hotels in the area that is used for Ireland group tours.

Travel from the fair city of Dublin to Kilkenny & Cork

Day two leaving Dublin this morning travel via the 6th century monastic settlement at Glendalough which was founded by St. Kevin. See the many churches, round towers and cathedral in this Valley of the Two Lakes. Onwards to the medieval city of Kilkenny to see the wonderful Kilkenny Castle, once a medieval fortress built in the 13th century and later transformed into a renaissance dwelling by Thomas, the Earl of Ormond in the late 1500's, who lavishly furnished his castle with priceless treasures. Then onto St. Canices Cathedral. Those who are able can climb to the top of the tower attached to the Cathedral to get the best view of this colourful city. Travel onwards through counties Tipperary and Cork to Ireland's second largest city. Overnight stay at the Imperial Hotel, modern 4* spa hotel near Finbarre Cathedral and the Opera House in the centre of Cork, or other hotels in the area if you are traveling by car.

A Day of Touring to see St. Finbarre's and Cobh

The morning of the third day members of the Irish Heritage Group Tour will visit St Finbarre's Cathedral, a site that has been a place of worship since the 7th century. During the Siege of Cork in 1689, the Cathedral came under fire from Elizabeth Fort. When the steeple was demolished in 1865, a 24-pound cannonball was discovered which is now on display. Local legend says that if the Angel on the pinnacle of the sanctuary roof ever falls, the world will end.

The afternoon will be spent in Cobh, renamed Queenstown in 1849, a transatlantic port and the departure point for 2.5 million Irish people who embarked on coffin ships, steam ships and ocean liners to immigrate to America between 1848 and 1950. Less fortunately, Cobh was also the embarkation point for men, women and children deported to the penal colonies On 11th April 1912 Cobh was the final port of call for the RMS Titanic. Of the 123 passengers boarded in Cobh, only 44 survived. Return to Cork for an overnight stay at the Imperial Hotel.

Blarney Castle Kiss the World Famous Blarney Stone then to Killarney

Day four and it is time to put your lip gloss or chap stick on as today this escorted Ireland tour you travel to Blarney and visits Blarney Castle, home of the legendary Blarney Stone. According to legend anyone who kisses the stone receives the "Gift of the Gab". No mean feat gripping the iron rails you lean far back and put you head down into the abyss until you are able to kiss the stone! Continue on to Killarney with its quaint and colourful streets for some leisure time. A vibrant town set in beautiful countryside, Killarney is renowned for its frequent festivals, horse races, songfests, and lake regattas. Overnight in Killarney at the Europe Hotel & Resort. Enjoy the serenity of Lough Lein and the majesty of McGillycuddy Reeks Mountain at this luxury 5* lake resort hotel, winner of the Irish Hospitality Award.

Tour World Famous Ring Of Kerry and the Black Mountains

Start day five as a day of wonderment at the breathtaking scenery of the Ring of Kerry, known by many as the most beautiful in all of Ireland. The Irish Heritage Group Tour will travel through quaint villages and towns in the middle of the black mountains. Delightful towns of Waterville, Killorglin, Sneem, Cahiriciveen and Molls Gap. After a wondrous photo-snapping day, you are back in time to take an afternoon stroll through the streets of Killarney at leisure. Tonight perhaps venture to a local pub and hear some traditional Irish music by the locals. Overnight at in Killarney at The Europe Hotel & Resort, rooms have private balconies with views of the golf course or lakes.

Touring the Spectacular Dingle Peninsula Today

Day six you head for the Dingle Peninsula, among the most stunning and beautiful scenic locations on earth by a photographer from the National Geographic. Drama, history and great beauty abound from the combination of mountain, coastline and ancient settlements. During the Irish Heritage Group Tour you will see stunning views all the way to the Blasket Islands. The excellent seafood, traditional music and pubs of this famous peninsula are irresistible and the locals still speak in the Gaelic Language. Overnight in your Hotel in Killarney, the Europe Hotel & Resort Luxury 5* lakeside hotel.

Charming Village of Adare, Cliffs of Moher, Glenlo Abbey in Galway

You are in for a treat on day seven on this Irish Heritage Group Tour driving to Adare, one of Ireland's most charming villages. Visit the Farmers' Market, the heritage and equestrian centres. In the afternoon you will see the spectacular and dramatic Cliffs of Moher with views of the Aran Islands. It's then time to visit the Burren with its stark beauty, undulating grey slopes and unique flora and fauna, before arriving in Galway, the "City of the Tribes". With its winding, medieval streets, the River Corrib and its bridges, cafes and pubs in abundance and the street performers, Galway is the perfect place to relax. Overnight in Galway at the stylish, 5 star Glenlo Abbey Hotel, a stately 18th Century Manor House with breathtaking views of the Lough and the mountains and its own private estate including golf course.

Castles, Abbeys and Kingdoms - Kylemore Abbey and then on to see the Gaelic Kingdom of Connemara

Start day eight after full Irish breakfast and an escorted tour of Kylemore Abbey, the oldest of the Irish Benedictine Abbeys, with its walled garden and Gothic Church set on Lake Kylemore. The Abbey is home to the convent of the Benedictine Nuns of Ypres. Today on your escorted Ireland tour you'll see the rugged landscape of Connemara with its wild and desolate beauty, the ancient Gaelic Kingdom where it is even today still possible to "touch" the Irish Past and hear the ancient Gaelic spoken. An overnight to be remembered in Galway at Glenlo Abbey Hotel, your own castle on the shores of the lake.

From Galway cross the River Shannon to Dublin

As the end of our tour nears on day nine you venture on full day touring on the way back to Dublin. En route visit the Ancient Christian Monastic Settlement at Clonmacnoise, dating back 1500 years. Situated on the banks of the River Shannon this settlement was founded in 548AD by St. Ciaran and this once great medieval city is one of Ireland's Great Holy Places, renowned as a Centre of Piety and Learning.

This afternoon free time in Dublin to enjoy its parks, shops, cafes and of course the numerous pubs with their live Irish music. Overnight in Dublin at The Westbury Hotel, a luxurious 5 star hotel in the centre of the cultural quarter with its restaurants, pubs and theatres, set between Trinity College and Stephen's Green Park and Grafton Street.

Time to Say Goodbye to this Beautiful Country of Ireland

The last day and all tour members are escorted to the Dublin airport to start their journey home. On the way you and the many new friends you have made on the Irish Heritage Group Tour will be able to reflect on the amazing time you have had together before you finally bid farewell to the Emerald Isle putas Valencia.

Group Travel Tip

It is imperative to engage a reputable tour operator to help organize Ireland group travel vacations for family, friends, travel clubs, or Irish Heritage club members. Group organizers sometimes travel at reduced cost or even complimentary so plan in advance and get fifteen or more people to form a group and then work with the very best tour operators based in Ireland to handle your tour of Ireland group travel arrangements efficiently.

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Conan Share Earth-Shaking Set at The Live Room in Belfast (plus Interview!)

~Doomed & Stoned Debuts~

Doomed & Stoned is proud to partner with CONAN and The Live Room Belfast to share this striking live studio performance of the band playing three of their standards: "Total Conquest," "Satsumo," and "Gravity Chasm." This comes just weeks ahead of Conan's new album, 'Existential Void Guardian' (2018), releasing September 14th on Napalm Records.

Start Together Studio recently launched The Live Room Belfast to invite touring bands in for special recordings, usually between 3-5 songs, as a way to capture the intimacy of a live studio performance. This set was recorded, mixed, and edited by Niall Doran, with help from Assistant Audio Engineer Paddy McEldowney, and filmed by Ciara McMullan. The team did a fantastic job of capturing the massive weight of the Liverpool trio's legendary riffs and especially the fearsome caveman vocals of frontman Jon Davis.

This all took place on May 16th, the morning before Conan took the stage with Monolord and Elder Druid at Voodoo Belfast for an unforgettable show. Jon also sat down with Elder Druid guitarist Jake Wallace (who organized our recent Doomed & Stoned in Ireland compilation) for an in-depth interview.

And now, it's time for Jon Davis (guitar/vox), Chris Fielding (bass), and Johnny King (drums) do their thing! Enjoy...

Conan On Tour

10.08.18 PT - Moledo / Sonic Blast Moledo Fest 11.08.18 UK - Winchester / Boomtown Fair 16.08.18 IR - Galway / The Loft 17.08.18 IR - Cork / Cyprus Avenue 18.08.18 IR - Limerick / Dolans Warehouse 30.09.18 UK - Sheffield / O2 Academy 02.10.18 NL - Eindhoven / Effenaar 03.10.18 DE - Bochum / Rockpalast 04.10.18 DE - Hamburg / Logo 05.10.18 DE - Berlin / Musik & Frieden 06.10.18 PL - Wroclaw / Firlej 07.10.18 PL - Warsaw / Poglos 09.10.18 LT - Vilnius / Rock River Club 10.10.18 LV - Jelgava / Melno Cepuriso Balerija 11.10.18 EE - Tallinn / Sveta 13.10.18 FI - Helsinki / Blow Up 4 Festival 15.10.18 SE - Stockholm / Kraken 17.10.18 SE - Malmo / Plan B 19.10.18 DK - Copenhagen / Stengade 20.10.18 NL - Leeuwarden / Into The Void Festival 07.11.18 AU - Canberra / The Basement 08.11.18 AU - Melbourne / Max Watts 09.11.18 AU - Sydney / Manning Bar 10.11.18 AU - Brisbane / Crowbar 12.11.18 NZ - Wellington / Valhalla 13.11.18 NZ - Auckland / Whammy Bar 16.11.18 RU - Moscow / Aglomerat 17.11.18 RU - St. Petersburg / Zoccolo 23.11.18 UK - Nottingham / The Loft 24.11.18 UK - Leeds / Temple Of Boom 25.11.18 UK - Newcastle / Byker Grave Festival 26.11.18 UK - Glasgow / Audio 27.11.18 UK - Manchester / Rebellion 28.11.18 UK - Coventry / The Arches 29.11.18 UK - Cardiff / Clwb Ifor Bach 30.11.18 UK - Milton Keynes / The Craufurd Arms 01.12.18 UK - London / Boston Music Rooms 02.12.18 UK - Oxford / Buried In Smoke X-Mas Weekender

Interview with Jon Davis of Conan

~By Jake Wallace (Elder Druid)~

Recorded May 16, 2018 in The Live Room Belfast

Do you enjoy being on the road so much?

Yeah, we do. We have always tried to tour as much as possible, ever since the very beginning. I remember the first time we played outside of Liverpool with Charger in late 2010, and that was a really big thing, something we were pushing for to try and breakout of Liverpool gigs. We almost immediately started getting opportunities to tour and play, and for a year or so it was just weekends here and there, I really loved that. Then we got the opportunity to go touring around Europe. Of course, that brought its own problem then, because we had to get a van, so we invested a bit of money in an old Ford Transit. And I remember spending nearly £600 on installing a cool sound system in there, so that we could listen to Iron Maiden on the road full blast. Like with speakers right by our heads in the bulkhead.

There's something about being on the road, and everyday just looking forward to playing the music that you've written, and the law of seeing the reaction of people who are listening to your music, that you've written sometimes easily, sometimes songs have come together when they've been difficult to write. I've always found it really rewarding to play music, whether I'm on my own, or whether in the practice room with the lads, or whether onstage. And I remember when I was 16, promising myself I would do this, telling myself that I'm gonna play music cause I saw playing music as a long term thing that I would be in charge of. I never really wanted to work for anyone else, I always wanted to do music, and I remember as a shy and less than confident teenager, thinking this is a path that I can grow, and I really enjoy, something I could do for the rest of my life, hopefully.

When I get too old to lug cabs then I'll just pick up an acoustic, and do something with that. So getting on the road has been something we've loved from day one, and now were touring all over the world. This year already, we've had a US of 5 weeks, we've been to Japan for a week, and we've got more far-flung shows lined up for the end of the year, not announced yet, plus European tours, another UK Tour, and we've got an album out soon. I mean it's just -- we love it. I couldn't do anything else now, if I had to have an office job, I'd probably commit suicide, seriously. (laughs)

What make Monolord the perfect match for this tour, and will you be back in Ireland anytime soon?

I mean, we wanted a band as physically attractive as us, and we've finally done it with Monolord. Seriously though, they are a really cool band, they are really good people to tour with, they're professional, friendly, really interesting people, and they come from a different culture to ours, and we enjoy being on the road with them. We're not sharing a van with them, although we have done, we shared a night liner with them in October last year. And we didn't know what to expect then, as we didn't know them very well on that tour, but we got along really well. They're from a different culture but very similar people, at the same time, at the core of what we all are in a love for music, and they put their money where their mouth is, in terms of that. They also like to tour a lot, they release really great music, and they're a really good live act. So when you are choosing a band to tour with, our booking agent puts forward bands and it was really natural, that us and Monolord tour together. It's cool that we get to this joint headliner, switch headliners every night. Yeah, they're just great. I mean, I don't think we've ever toured with a band that we didn't really like, some more than others, obviously, but they are cool as fuck.

I suppose it's an interesting parallel, between both bands having three members, you get to see how another band performs as a three piece as well every night. Tell us about the origin of the band name, and how you guys have created a genre known as 'Caveman Battle Doom.'

Well, Conan could have been called anything, really, from '70s and '80s science fiction movies. You know, Krull was one idea that I had for a band name, very briefly I thought about that. We were called Elf-Beater for a time in our practice room -- that's obviously an awful name so we were never going to use that one long term. Conan just came to me one day, you know, I was going through some personal stuff and I'd had to move into my parent's for a little while, and I started this band up with an old friend of mine who was a bass player, but he played drums a little bit. So we started and we actually wrote and recorded "Satsuma." We had these songs, and we didn't really have a settled name. We were going to call ourselves Pazuzu for a little while or Demon-Demaro, as like a Bebo page in that name. There's some really old demos if you can search for that.

Initially, I wanted it to be a little bit occult-ish type of stuff, and then quickly I realised the lyrics weren't really going in that direction, and we were more about Sword & Sorcery, Science Fiction, and Mythology. Then I remember sitting there one day just kind of thinking, "What do I for a band name?" and then it just came to me. And it stuck, there wasn't really any other bands, well there was an Argentina metal band called Conan, but I think they had expired in the '80s, so there was nothing, no current bands within our scene, with that name, or anything close to it, so we grabbed it with both hands.

How did the name 'Caveman Battle Doom' come about?

The very first show that Conan did in Liverpool was with friends of ours, John McNulty and Gemma McNulty. They weren't married then but they are now, and they're really close of mine, and the band, they recorded at our studio. But they put us on our first ever show, when it was just me and Paul O'Neil, a two piece, and on the poster for that show, I think it said "primitive battle doom," "caveman battle doom," or "caveman doom." The label we were on, fast forward a couple of months, we recorded Horseback Battle Hammer and we released stuff on CD with Aurora-Borealis Records. They used that phrase as part of their sales pitch, on the website, taking it from that first ever poster, and then we thought we’d put that on a t-shirt because it looks cool and it sounds cool and those t-shirts just sold like hot cakes. So we thought, that's a cool name to make a joke about. Obviously, we haven't created our own genre; it would be awesome if we did cause we'd obviously make loads of money then, but it's just a bit of fun.

I know yourself are involved in Black Bow Records and Chris is involved in Skyhammer. How did both of those projects come around? Was it through the band that this became something you were interested in, or what was the path towards a label and a studio?

When I moved into a large house in a rural location, not far from Liverpool/Chester, there was a couple of extra buildings. One of them was a large coach-house and I actually wanted to turn that into a rehearsal studio initially. But it needed a lot of building work, which would have cost a lot of money, so I thought, "I wonder if I could somehow turn this into something that would repay some of that investment? So I'll do a practice room and then I may be able to rent the practice room out to bands." And I thought, "Nah, I don't think that will make generate enough money to make it worthwhile, unless we have people in there all the time." And if we did that, it could just be people in there 2-3 hours at a time and it would be a bit of a nightmare to manage, with it being a home. I then thought of, "Well I could turn it into a recording studio." So I got a couple of quotations for layout and stuff like that. It became obvious that it was going to be really expensive to do. So I thought, "I'll do that and see if I can maybe learn the ropes, I might work in there myself as a recording engineer."

For an extremely short-lived time I recorded bands in their practice rooms. I had one band ask for a refund, so then I thought, "Maybe I need to practice a little bit more." So I was going to set up the studio and decided not to, in the end, when Chris got in touch. Me and Chris had been friends and I'd been asking him what microphones to get and what stuff do I need really to set up a studio. We got chatting then one day out of the blue, and he wrote to me saying he had a really crazy idea and could he ring me. So I said okay. He gave me a call and Chris' idea was that he would come and work in the studio and take over and run it, and I waited a little bit and spoke to my wife. Then in the morning, we chatted again and it became obvious that yeah, it was going to be a great idea. Chris and I started working in the studio from August 2013, the build started in May the same year. We had a company called Studio People do it and they were brilliant.

The first band in there were called Bast and they came into the studio. They didn't have a label, I think they had been in talks with Candlelight Records, but nothing had been agreed at that point. So they recorded this album called Spectres and I said, "Why don't I just release it for you?" It was cool to release the first thing we ever recorded at the studio and that album did quite well. I had to repress it and then another band came in and I released theirs, as well. Then I spoke to Fister and Norska from America, I did a 7-inch split. Before you know it, I'm releasing music from bands all over and it's just snowballed. I didn't expect it to and I didn't really try very hard, to be honest.

I'm still learning all the time about running the label, make mistakes all the time, but I love it and it fits in nicely with the band, fits in nicely with the studio. I'm able to really diversify within music now, because obviously everyone has to earn a living somehow and unless you're very lucky, you can't earn a living from just the band. Some people can, but I can't, so I have to add other things on to make it possible to have a career in music. So that's all I do now, thankfully.

You guys feature heavily in the upcoming documentary 'The Doom Doc' which is due out this summer. How important is a documentary like that in promoting the underground?

I think it's cool, because it engages with people who may not have necessarily have checked out the bands that are being talked about on it. It gives a good overview of what the scene is like and it's something that you can take all round the world. We're friends with Joe Allen, one of the lads who made the documentary, and we played in Japan with him recently and his band Kurokuma. We played a sell-out show in Tokyo in a venue called Earthdom, which hadn't sold out for ten years or so. And part of the reason why it sold out so well was because the documentary was really popular over there. It's really cool, because it's shone a light on the very grassroots level of heavy music in the UK and beyond, and I don't think a documentary has done that really for UK heavy music, the very grassroots level, or I've never seen one that does it. Obviously, in America you have Such Hawks, Such Hounds. It's good that something like that has been made in England.

Finally, you've got the next album 'Existential Void Guardian' coming out in August. What can you tell us about that?

Well, it's all recorded and mastered now. We're just waiting on a video getting done for one of the songs and I'm not going to give any of the songs away, but it's cool, it's heavy as fuck, and we're really proud of it. It's the first album that we've done with Jonny on drums and it was quite a challenging album to make, because if we'd had anyone else on drums I don't think we'd have been able to manage it. But fortunately, Jonny being as professional as he is, he came in after touring with us for one month, just practicing a riff or two here or there in sound checks, and we sat down in the studio and we kind of wrote the drum parts of the album within a week -- or a weekend event, maybe 3-4 days -- so it came together. It wasn't easy, but the fact that it came together at all was a miracle, because we didn't allow ourselves the usual amount of time to write an album. So we pushed ourselves to the limit to get it written and get it to a level that were really happy with, because we wouldn't have released it otherwise. We wrote the drums and the guide guitar in the first few sessions, and then we went back and recorded guitar and bass, and when we got back from Japan we recorded vocals.

It came together in a different way to all the other albums. Maybe Revengeance was a bit like that, but everything up until then was the product of weekly practices, an hour or two every week. So we're kind of getting into this vein now, where we're writing music almost like as soon as we sit down. We get together and we can all play and write music together. It's really cool. I think a lot of that is to do with Jonny, because he's got a particular style that really blend in with what me and Chris are doing. It comes out mid-Sept. Tony Roberts is doing the artwork, as many people would expect, the artwork's cool. And we've got a really good video coming out, it's been done by the same people who shot the "Foehammer" video, and I gave them this idea of what I'd like them to do with this next video, and it's insane. It's everything I would ever want from a Conan video -- it's so sick, it's amazing.

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Trips across Ireland

Hey readers! I’m Aidan McKiernan, and I’m studying abroad in Ireland with the Big 10 STEM and Irish Studies program with UCD. I’m just wrapping up my second week here, and it went by really quick. Much of the week was just a ton of physics and Irish history, with a few exciting bits sprinkled in.

Something fun I’ve been doing this week is ice cream every day! Unhealthy, I know, but Centra (Irish convenience store) happens to supply a great selection. I feel compelled to try as much as I can while I have the chance. For a quick ice cream summary look no further: hazelnut & caramel cone from Centra, two scoop cookies & cream/hazelnut & caramel from Centra, vodka slushy (...kinda counts) from the UCD bar, super mega caramel ice cream bar from Centra, and two scoop chocolate/mint choc chip from the Cliffs of Moher. As ice cream usually is, these were all great. Below are a couple of my favorites

Hazelnut & caramel cone at Centra; after careful deliberation, this is my favorite Centra-stocked flavor.

Chocolate and mint choc chip ice cream cup at the Cliffs of Moher; the chocolate was among the top 3 chocolate ice creams I’ve ever had!

Week Activities

This was a heavy week in the physics department- 22 class hours in total. Honestly, the lectures so far have been particularly tiring, and the labs aren’t explained very well. I can say that tutorials (problem-solving sessions) have been pretty enjoyable. I’ve got a couple grades back and I’m doing well, so stress levels are at a nice low. 

Irish studies has us on two field trips just about every week. I’ll leave the awesome day trip for a bit later and talk about the trip to the National Library of Ireland for now. We got a bus to the heart of Dublin and split into two groups so we didn’t overrun the exhibits. My group went first to an exhibit for Seamus Heaney, an Irish Nobel Prize winner for poetry. Certainly wasn’t the most exciting exhibit for me, but we also got a nice look around Trinity College which was in the area. 

The next stop for our group was the W. B. Yeats exhibit in the National Library. Yeats is another famous Irish poet. His life was quite interesting, so there were some cool items he once possessed up for display. These included a sword, magic items he crafted, and a carved lapis lazuli piece. There was also a Lego model of the whole library displayed in the main lobby, which was neat. 

The scale Lego model of the National Library of Ireland, which supposedly took around 5 years to build.

Later that night I went to a dance class! The UCD program got Jane Shortall, an Irish movement coach, to lead it. It was a surprising amount of fun, even if we had to trek through quite a downpour to get to the venue. 

On Thursday we went to the campus bar for the weekly karaoke night. It was very packed, so I only got one song off with the guys, but it was a good one- I Want It That Way by the Backstreet Boys.

Weekend Trip

As per usual, Saturday was epic. We had our day trip to the Cliffs of Moher and Galway. For your reference, the cliffs are on the far west of Ireland while Dublin is on the east. Also, our bus took off at 6:45am, so you can imagine it was quite a long trip. We stopped first at the Barack Obama Plaza after a couple hours for a rest stop. It was just a gas station pretty much, but the name is cool I guess. 

Me posing at Obama plaza. (photo by Noah Hicks)

After a while more driving we made it to the Cliffs of Moher, one of Ireland’s biggest tourist attractions. Scenes from The Princess Bride and the Harry Potter movies were filmed here for the stunning landscape! We had a lot of time here to explore and get a ton of good photos. I got let into a cool tower too, which made for a nice photo op. 

Nice view of the cliffs from the walking path. That rock formation in the water is called the An Branán Mor!

Neat shot from inside the tower you can see in the previous image. (photo by Nate)

After the cliffs, we drove just a few minutes to a small town for lunch at a pub. The vibes here were great, and there was a sweet outdoor seating area we were treated to. I got fish and chips for the first time, and it was very good.

My buddy Callen, enjoying the lovely atmosphere.

Between there and Galway, we stopped at a location of unique rocky terrain and I got some cool shots.

My hitting that superhero pose on a rock. (photo by Carson Clark)

Last stop of the day was Galway, said to be the California of Ireland by some! We were meant to take the bus back after just an hour, but it didn’t feel like that would be long enough to look around. Some of us decided to book train tickets for later so we could spend more time exploring the city. Galway was certainly a bustling city, with gift shops and bars down every street. I broke off from the crowd with a couple friends, and we found a really nice out of the way restaurant to get dinner. I got a burger here- 2nd best I’ve ever had!

Me and Justin, ready to dig in. (photo by Carson Clark)

After all that we at last got on the long train ride back to Dublin then got a bus back to campus. That’s all I have for this week. It’s been just as fun as the last one, and I’m looking forward to what else the coming weeks will bring. Thanks for reading, feel free to join me next week for another blog!

Aidan McKiernan

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Big 10 STEM and Irish Studies at UCD

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Virtually Confident

YA, Contemporary. #ownvoices #weneeddiversebooks #actuallyautistic

World of Heroes is the number one online game in the world and its esports scene has grown exponentially over the last few years. Los Angeles has become the hub for its competition, and dozens of teams spend their summers in LA, fighting for that top spot. But, despite the fame, the fortune, and the fantastic competition, the number one player in World of Heroes is nowhere to be found.

That player? Mayhem, a Canadian engineering student in their final year of university. whose real name is Parker. Every year, Parker gets an invitation to join dozens of teams and the announcing and casting teams, and every year, Parker turns them down.

Between their social anxiety, their autism, and their being non-binary, the idea of being on stage in front of millions of people is not their idea of fun.

But when a new team is recruited to the league, one as diverse as Parker had prayed for, and they extend an invitation to Parker, they can’t turn it down. And thus, Parker finds themself on a plane to LA, terrified of what’s coming next.

From practices to new living arrangements to press conferences to adjusting to a new team, Parker is so far out of their comfort zone that they have no idea what to do. But with their new team standing at their side, Parker may just be able to survive the season and prove, once and for all, just why they’re the number one player in the world.

Broken Ice

NA, Sports, Contemporary #ownvoices #weneeddiversebooks

Once, Logan Galway was a world class figure skater and a champion on the rink. Now, Logan is washed up, bitter, and programming websites in their spare time. After they fell on the ice, Logan retired, came out, and gave up on ice skating forever.

They swore they’d never return to the rink, but when a skating prodigy emails Logan, begging them to be their coach, Logan finds themself flying out to meet her and see just what she has.

What Logan finds is as much raw talent as they ever had, with more enthusiasm, optimism, and determination than Logan thought possible. Hopeful, Logan agrees to coach her, knowing that it means returning to a world they never wanted to be part of again.

But it isn’t as easy as Logan thinks. Coming back to the world of skating means pictures, press conferences, and invasive questions about why they left and what they’re up to now. And, even worse, everyone wants to know when Logan is getting back on the ice.

But can they? Or will Logan’s foray back into skating lead to another broken bone, and another broken heart?

The Art of Faking Sick

YA, Contemporary #ownvoices #weneeddiversebooks

High school junior, Robin Fairway, runs an ultra popular blog called “A Little Birdie Told Me”, where they gossip about their city and their school. Known online only as “Cave Canary”, Robin keeps their identity anonymous, knowing that their less-than-favourable reviews of some of the students and staff would ruin their social life.

As junior year kicks off, Robin is ready to push their two million plus followers to even higher numbers, eager to reap the benefits of online fame. But, when a mistake costs Robin their anonymity, they are forced to face the consequences of shit talking, gossiping, and making fun of their classmates.

From hero to zero, Robin’s fame plummets along with their social standing in school. Now an outcast, Robin dreads every single day. With everything gone, Robin’s only got two options: owning up to everything, apologizing, and trying to salvage their year, or, faking sick until they can convince their parents to move.

Obviously, the second one is the better option.

A Memory of Tides

NA, Science Fiction, Post-Apocalypse #ownvoices #weneeddiversebooks

Fifteen years ago, the world ended. Wars, climate change, and the nature of humanity drove the world to destruction, and now, all that’s left is the groups trying to put themselves back together.

For Rayne, that means they’ve spent the last ten years helping their small community build up a new town, get clean water and alternate forms of power, and help rebuild toward a new life.

Now that their home is settled, Rayne knows there is one thing left they must do: see the ocean.

Before the world fell, Rayne’s father promised them that they’d go to the ocean together, one day. But when he died in the fallout, Rayne had to put the dream to rest. Now, with all the time in the world, Rayne and their friends strike out from their landlocked state to see the Atlantic Ocean and put Rayne’s father’s memory to rest.

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Student Guide to Ireland

Ireland is one of the preferable destinations nowadays for studying abroad. Please take some help from this student guide for a clear overview of the place. Moreover, a study abroad consultant will also take intimate you the total costs and probable sources for the same.

Here, we portray some of the reasons to let you make a decision faster.

1. Arrange ahead – Get the fundamentals right

No matter wherever you're, moving abroad to check will become intimidating if you're not ready well before. For Indian students, it's challenging to arrange for the entire study a minimum of a year before. To get the easiest solutions, it is crucial to communicate with the best overseas education consultant in Delhi.

2. Where to go and what to check

While Irish capital, the 'student hub', remains the foremost standard destination, it's not your sole possibility. You can get every detail by consulting the best overseas education consultants in Delhi for the UK. There are alternative universities in cities like Cork, Limerick, and Galway. You can pursue your Bachelor's Degree of 3 years, a Master's Degree of 1 to 2 years, or a Ph.D. course.

3. Applying to school

Once the decision is made on where to study it's crucial to know the course you want to pursue. You want to completely analyze different programs across universities for elaborated data concerning subjects, credits, cut-offs, deadlines for applications, tuition fees, etc. Pick your phone and go for the number of the best UK education consultants in Delhi.

You are taking your IELTS, TOEFL, or GMAT exams for English language proficiency and obtain your Statement of Purpose, Essays, Resume, and Letters of advice. Documents like educational transcripts, certificates for extra-curricular activities, passports, and proof of funds also will be required.

Generally, student intakes are throughout September and February months. Some schools conjointly need you to seem for AN interview once shortlisting your application. Through the best UK consultants in Delhi, you will get several unknown facts. Submit the application on time after successful consultation.

If are through, get your acceptance letter from the faculty. You may also begin applying for a student visa.

4. Fees and expenses

Compared to most alternative destinations abroad, the price in Ireland is lower, with the advantage of job opportunities and post-study work choices. Ireland could be a true 'value for money resolution for Indians. Know in detail every related information by contacting study abroad consultants in Delhi.

In general course fees are between €10,000 and €20,000 p.a. Irish universities provide many merit-based scholarships for Indian students. You'll fill an internet application mentioning why you must be appointed for a scholarship and what advantages you shall bring from it to the university.

Other expenses embrace accommodation, travel, personal expenses, and obligatory medical insurance price. These vary from €7,000 to €12,000 p.a., on average. You can form a strong bond with a Study Abroad Consultant for effective suggestions.

5. Obtaining your visa

The visa method for finding out abroad in Ireland is online - you fill up the appliance, usually for a long-stay single-entry student visa, together with needed proof of funds and alternative documents. you would like a minimum of €7,000 in your checking account to point out enough cash to hide prices for your keep for one year.

Documents embrace admission letter, payment proof of 1st tuition fee installment, passport, employment details, and medical insurance proof. Try building good relations with study abroad consultants Guwahati. It can be a superb opportunity for the Assam students.

6. Living and accommodation

Most universities offer living arrangements for international students and plenty of elect on-campus housing in their universities. This way, you get to expertise in totally different cultures and move with alternative students. However, given large demand, these are typically tough to search out and you would like to use them early.

Post-graduate students like off-campus rented accommodation. University accommodation offices will assist you to notice the foremost reasonable possibility. you'll conjointly 'homestay' as a paying guest with a neighborhood Irish family.

7. Checklist: Before you permit India

By currently you're wanting forward to your life in Ireland for the following year or 2, and arable to board your flight.

Still, you've got an entire listing before your departure:

Buy medical and travel insurance

Finalize living arrangements

Important documents like passport, visa, tickets, university letters are ready

Clear all work unfinished in India

Pack well and carry essential things like charging adapters.

8. Once you arrive

One of the primary stuff you ought to do is secure yourself a neighborhood phone and net association and decide your family back home once you land.

Like several Indian students, you will at the start notice it is tough to settle into AN unknown country with unknown folks and feel alone or nostalgic. You needn't worry – this is often quite common. . collaborating with your school teams and groups will assist you to create new friends quickly. Ireland contains a giant Indian diaspora - you'll become involved with them in community activities. in an exceedingly few weeks, you'll be able to live country way with friends at the tavern or just travel explore the country.

9. Post-study choices for Indians

Study programs usually embrace an office that develops your skillsets and could be a good way to create business contacts for job placements later. Most universities have advisors United Nations agency assist and guide in your job search.

Once you secure employment, you get issued a piece visa, valid for up to most of 2 years. After that, it becomes renewable by your leader. If you want to continue living in Ireland – and United Nations agency will blame you if you do? – Apply for identification.

10. The ultimate Step

Finally, during this 10-Step Guide to finding out in Ireland – bear in mind to get pleasure from your student expertise and sleep at the moment!

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Galway – Visit Again and Again To Discover New Things Again and Again

Galway is a place of Bohemian culture and has ample of things to explore. Commencing from Mountains to shops, everything has uniquenessand is crowded. There is no such place which is not a tourist spot. Visiting Galway, makes you discover many things. You will see that each time you visit, you will discover new things and hence, it is not a place to visit just for one time. For a comfortable trip through the city of Galway, Galway Bus hire is essential.

The Ring Of Kerry – Enjoy the Cliffs and Rippling, Foaming Water

Are you a binge-watcher? If yes, then you have obviously watched the Ring of Kerry in many movies. The Ring of Kerry is a place where if you visit once you will have a desire to explore it again and again. The place is filled with ample scenic beauty starting from the high waves lashing the cliffs to the rugged, green plain cliffs. It is not a place where you can take a view in one go rather you should keep some time in hand if you have a plan to visit the place.

When you are dealing with any type of commute then it is necessary to check out the options that you are ultimately getting. There are some of the features that are required for every bus and car rental company is having. In thins new normal state it is essential for everyone to select a commute that is abiding by all rules. The bus hire system is certainly a unique one to do various things that is beautiful and perfect. You can check out the options that a car rental company is offering you. You can hire a beautiful coach, mini bus and other options.

These options can make your life much easier and cooler. These coolest features are ultimately making it fit for the whole journey. The safe ride round the country with all the responsibility to enjoy with time is actually given by some of the reputed companies in Galway.  There are some of special areas where these bus rides are giving right kind of the permission to make you get the best from each deal you make for your journey.

Contact with Bus Hire Galway if you want to know more concerning the trip to the Ring of Kerry. You can definitely get the best deal to uplift your mood.

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Hi can you have more when Jamie finds Claire and Bree on the island. That was fun!

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Part 2

“Will ye be all right up there, *a nighean*?”

 Jamie tucked the cloaks tighter around Brianna’s smallshoulders as Claire smoothed back her hair on the pillow.

 “I’ll be OK, *mo athair*,” she smiled sleepily. “It’s funto be on the top!”

 Jamie smiled back at his daughter – feeling the tensionfinally leave his shoulders.

 Rupert had rowed them to Ullapool, then helped book acoach overland to Inverness. Ian had met them there – they had spent a verycrowded but blissfully happy night together, crammed in a small room above atavern, sharing news of the family and working out just exactly what they wouldall do, now that Jamie was a wanted man again.

 Two more days in the tavern – Jamie fearful to leave theroom, knowing he would be instantly recognized should his likeness appear yetagain on posters. Claire and Ian had made all the arrangements for theirpassage to Ireland, and Brianna didn’t mind one bit the opportunity to spendsome time getting to know her Da.

 She was so smart – quick to learn the *Gaidhlig* words hetaught her, proudly showing off the books she had brought in her satchel.Grammar, mathematics, science, Latin…books from her own time. Beautifully made,with color engravings, mentioning names of men who had not yet been born andhistorical events that were yet to happen…

 “And here is a book on Irish and Scottish history thatMama and I bought before we came.” Curled up side by side on the large bed,propped up against the pillows, safe within the circle of Jamie’s arm, Briannaturned the shiny pages of *A Brief History of Scotland and Ireland Since 1600*,printed in Boston in the year of our Lord 1954. “The Dress Act was – um, won’tbe – repealed 1782. And in Ireland, there were still supporters of BonniePrince Charlie, all the way up to the 1770s.”

 “Does yer Mam think Ireland is the safest place, then?”Absently he kissed the curls at the crown of her head – marveling at the hairso much like his own. Still not believing that this moment was not a dream.

 “Yes. For now, anyway.” Brianna thumbed forward to asection titled *An Gorta Mór.* “I learned about this in school – ”

 “The great hunger?” Jamie’s brows furrowed, fingertracing down the columns of print. “*A Dhia*…these pictures…men walking downthe street wi’ no flesh on their bones. Farmers dying in their crofts. And theredcoats…Why did they teach ye about this in school?”

 “Because it brought many Irish immigrants to America, andthen they moved to Boston. Most of my friends at school, their great-grandparentscame at that time.”

 Jamie turned the page, quickly scanning the terrifyingwords, holding his daughter a bit tighter.

 “What caused it?”

 “A disease in the potatoes. Don’t worry, Da, it’s almosta hundred years away – ”

 “Mmphmm. I ken that, but it’s still good to know. Even ifit won’t affect us directly.”

 Gently he closed the book and sat back against theheadboard.

 “Ye must understand how strange it all is to me. To holdthe future in yer hands.”

 Brianna nodded. “Mama said that…that when she was herebefore I was born, that you and her tried to change the future. And youcouldn’t.”

 “Aye. We did. And we couldn’t. It’s my one big regret,Brianna – that we wasted our time, trying to do something that we both kent wasnear impossible.” And robbed ye of the joy of yer sister, he wanted to add –but that was something both he and Claire would tell her, when the time wasright.

 She pulled back a bit to meet her father’s eyes. “But you*did* change the future, Da. Mama told me that you asked her to go, when shewas pregnant with me. And that if she hadn’t gone, we both would have died. AtCulloden.”

 Jamie stroked Brianna’s impossibly soft cheek, groundinghimself against the pain of that memory. “Aye. She’s right.”

 Her red brows furrowed. “So you *did* change the future,Da – you changed *my* future. And Mama’s future, because we lived. And then wechanged *your* future, because you’re here now, and not in prison.”

 Now he swallowed hard, and softly brought her closeagainst her chest – so that she didn’t see the tears welling in his eyes. “Oh,lass,” he whispered, voice hoarse. “You are so right. And so bonnie andclever.”

 She patted his arm, still not used to how expressive hewas, still learning how much he just enjoyed the simple pleasure of touch…

 “Ye sure ye won’t roll about wi’ the ship, then? It’ll bea week or more to Galway, and the captain says the seas are verra rough thistime of year.”

 “I’ll be fine,” she huffed, yawning now. “Mama and I wenton a roller coaster last summer, and it didn’t bother me at all!”

 “Roller coaster?” Jamie turned to Claire now, brow archedin question.

 She leaned to kiss their daughter’s forehead. “I’ll tellyou all about it. Let’s take one more walk up top?”

 Now Jamie kissed his daughter goodnight and, taking hiswife’s hand, crossed the cabin to their door, locked it securely behind them,and followed the winding route to the deck.

 The ship lurched – and Claire crashed into his arms. Shegasped, startled – and then they were kissing like maniacs.

 Almost a week restored to each other – they had yet tolie together. First due to exhaustion, then due to proximity to their daughter,and now due to close quarters on the ship.

 Neither of them regretted it – for they rejoiced in thegift of togetherness, in the gift of their miraculous daughter.

 Jamie bit Claire’s lip, and she opened her mouth evenmore to him.

 Their mutual hunger for each other was strong – deep. Butwould not be satisfied until Ireland – not until they knew they were safe. Notuntil they could finally, *finally* relax.

 Footsteps on the stairs from abovedeck – gently Jamiepulled away and resumed their trek. He paused, nodding a hello at one of theother passengers who had embarked at Inverness, and led Claire to the open air.

 The coast – dark, save for a few pinpricks at Inverness –silently slid away.

 Jamie leaned on the side of the ship, watching. Clairewrapped an arm around his shoulders. Supportive. Strong.

 “We’ll be back.”

 He threaded his fingers through hers. “Aye. Though ifBrianna’s wee book is to be trusted, no’ for a long while yet.”

 He turned to face her now, pushing a wayward curl behindher ear.

 “What awaits us in Galway?”

 She waited for a deckhand to pass before replying.

 “Friends of the prince’s quartermaster – O’Sullivan. Helives in the area and is known to assist Jacobites looking for a fresh start.”

 Jamie nodded, thinking. “All the planning ye did, Claire –it’s astonishing. How ye set up all the pieces for us to have a new lifetogether.”

 She pursed her lips. “It’s still so dangerous – the PenalLaws are in full force. O’Sullivan has a network, he can keep us safe. We can remain,for a time.”

 Absently she touched the deep pocket inside her skirt –hiding a small fortune in gems and gold.

 “I dinna ken what I can do in Ireland to provide for yeand Brianna.” His eyes were intent on hers. “But I’ll find something. Ye’ll no’want for anything, Claire.”

 She reached up to cradle his cheek. “You don’t need to doanything. We have what we took from the island. And I can always bring inincome as a healer.” She paused, smiled softly. “I *did* graduate from medicalschool, you know.”

 Jamie kissed her forehead. “Perhaps the Colonies would beour best option. For you – for me. For Brianna. For it’s her place, no? Thepart of the world that she knows best?”

 “It is – but of course it’s completely different from theworld she knew. The cities are much smaller, though she’d recognize thelandmarks.” She shifted closer to Jamie against the railing, burrowing againsthim amid a sudden breeze. “We can stay in Galway for a time…help her adjust.Then book passage to the Colonies. Give me enough time to develop a treatmentfor your seasickness.”

 “I’ll endure it – even if I’m puking my guts out theentire time. For Brianna, I’d be sick for months.”

 She kissed his chin, delighting in the stubble. “But youdon’t need to. Let me plan – and pick up some remedies in Galway. And then in ayear, perhaps, we’ll sail across the ocean.”

 “And we can find ourselves a farm, perhaps.” His voicewas far away – dreamy. “Brianna’s wee book said that it’s a puir time for landownersin Ireland now – these laws. So we’ll make plans now, maybe convert some of thegems to sterling. And use that to establish ourselves.”

 “That sounds so wonderful.” Claire’s breath hitched a bitwith excitement. “To build a home of our own, Jamie.”

 “Aye – it does. I – I can give ye the gift that was takenaway from us.”

 She tilted her chin then, and he kissed her softly – notcaring about the other passengers or the crew or even the captain, steering theboat into more open waters.

 “You sure you don’t mind sharing the bottom bunk?” shewhispered against his mouth after a long while.

 “As long as I can hold ye, and ken that Brianna is safe –I dinna mind much of anything, *mo nighean donn.*”

 He kissed her again, and led her belowdecks, and theywent to prepare for their first night at sea.

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Nemara Wilde is a Clinical HypnoTherapist and Advanced Rapid Transformational Therapist. (Marisa Peer – Rapid Transformational Therapy™ (RTT™) Member of International Institute for Complimentary Therapies (IICT) Accredited member of ACCPH (The Association of Accredited Counsellors, Coaches, Psychotherapists and Hypnotherapists)

Wilde Transformation is based in Spiddal Village. Co Galway. Ireland.