It was old Scottish Gaelic. This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. xxx hd Then she put her robe back on and stood next to the old crone. It’s been hanging in the nunnery bell tower almost since it was built. The less resounding clangs of the other bells added to the torment. Although there were almost no nuns left, there were all sorts of important historical items and books left in the church and living quarters. This story is copyright (c) 2024 by The Technician. Finally the youngest of the seven was standing with the rest forming part of a circle which went not quite half way around the stone altar. The gruff-voiced leader said firmly, “Wait!” as the seventh, a man, approached the altar.
