"Iain Mor had died at the beginning of winter. Once his had been a great place and namely for the singing and the dancing and the piping and the telling of tales. Great had been the coming and the going about that place at one time and many the notable gatherings on winter evenings, and the fame of some of the men that would be piping there on evenings of the summer was no small thing. But that was in Iain Mor's day."
The Albannach, Fionn Mac Colla
Ramblings of an easily distracted learner piper
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