Description

They were not written. They were kept. Kept in bone and stone, in the alignments that do not lie, in a handful of names too old to be replaced. Stories carried out of the deep past of an island on the western edge of the world, from the age of ice to the age of bronze, each held by an animal that watches and does not forget. Most no legend ever remembered. A few survived as the first names the old stories would keep. This is the life beneath all of that, before it was ever bent into myth. A teller feeds a fire, and begins.

This is where Eternal Tales begins: Ireland’s mythology restored, and carried back to the ground it came from.