Short Story: The Land Of Eternal Happiness

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“It’s rumored,” Maimeó said nonchalantly “that the sídhe are from Tír na Óg, the Land of Eternal Happiness. In this wonderful world, there is no death or sickness. There is an abundance of all things pleasurable: food, drink, and music. When one lives in Tír na Óg, they do not age or lose their beauty.” This made no sense to Neil. “If some of these guys are weird and dangerous, how can it be called the Land of Eternal Happiness? Seems more like it would be a living nightmare to hang out with a bunch of freaky creatures.” “It might seem like that to people outside their world, but they don’t harm each other, so there’s no danger for them in Tír na Óg. There is a special portal there,” she continued, “where the sídhe can only pass from one world to the other on a few nights during the year. If they don’t return when the …show more content…

He was worried that Mac would die because he had not seen the woman. Rory recalled with dread, the nights when he crawled into bed with Neil, unable to relax because he believed the figure in the woods could fly like the witch in his book of faerie tales. Smiling, Maimeó tousled Rory’s unruly hair. “You shouldn’t worry, my child. Bean sídhe live in Ireland. Rarely are they anywhere else. I know some funny stories about bean sídhe who played practical jokes. “My own grandmother used to tell me one about my grandfather. It was well-known that he had a close relationship with the whiskey bottle, especially after a hard day’s work in the fields. When supper was eaten, he would take himself off to the local pub for a few rounds with friends. “An old woman in the village once told me that whiskey has a way of loosening the tongue and sending common sense to hide in the closet. When the first drop passes your lips, the clock seems to stop. The men in the village worked hard to prove her words true; so sure were they that they could solve the world’s problems by emptying a few

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