Celtic Names Novels & Stories

Thanks for being a patient bunch and for keeping up with this story! Translation: triskele - celtic spira

M’chak Owan Sòlas Verion Veron Bouron Velara " Viraghon Menyr Ankar " V’ron Lucôs Menlenar Gordar Goran Kelar Nolor " Gratar Dasea IV Nesmenia " Gor Eron Manar " Gronan Menrath III Nezea Télà Balac Bramêth Ozwan " Teran Illias Òscathar

Liam certainly hadn’t done or said anything wrong. “And this is Sean Seabhag, the historian.” Mage Jaye gestured at the redheaded boy at the end of the group. His last name was pronounced shu-back, with a short U, like cup. As he said it was a pleasure to make our acquaintance, I had to ask him about it. “Your last name,” I said, “what language is it? And what does it mean?” “It’s Scotish-Gaelic,” he replied, lisping slightly because of his braces. “It means falcon.”

Ezekiel and Sebastien went back to their places and prepared to lay down. “They’re here now,” Celeste quickly said, excited to finally hear her grandmother’s story, “can you now tell us the story?” Petra nodded and started to comb their hair. “What is it about?” Desmond asked. “It’s about the creatures older than blood drinkers, the ones who roamed the lands longer than the wolves of the merciful falls, the ones who cannot be seen by our eyes.” Everyone was quiet as they listened to Petra’s voice. “They go by many names,” she paused, “some call them the Sidhe, the Tuatha de Danaan, or the Fae folk.” The children listened curiously, basked on their grandmother’s storytelling. “But in our land