Epilogue
Six months after the Cainteanna Scaoilte, the lore-record was four hundred pages long and showed no signs of approaching its natural end.
She had been writing it since the morning after — had started the formal account of the release condition and the Donn Scail's dispersal and the Cloch Ban's restoration while the ink was still fresh on the night's events, while the details were precise and specific and her Faidh could still read the territory's acoustic memory of everything that had happened in the courtyard. The tradition required it. The lore-archive of a territory that had carried a three-century Geas and had seen it dissolve required a complete account, the kind that could be read by any Ban-Fhile in any future century and give them the full picture: what the Cailleach had
