the Great Shore

Cladach Mór

The windward shore is a chain of headlands and cliffs whose changing faces are read as records of what the water has taken.

An illustrated field map of Tír na Scáth, showing its mountain spine, coasts, forests, rivers, and islands.
Cladach Mór the Great Shore The coast keeps the drowned ancestral homeland present: the sea is both the route the ancestors crossed and a fear that has not finished arriving.

A coast read as a countdown

The rock faces the sea and the sea obliges it. Every headland on the Cladach Mór is a record of what the water has wanted and taken: the undercut at the base, the stack that was once a headland itself, the natural arch that will last one more generation before the keystone lets go. The folk who settled here read the cliff-face the way the island-chain reads tidal charts, not as scenery but as a countdown. They have built accordingly: nothing on the edge, everything a day’s carry inland from the water, exits always clear.

Nothing on the edge

People build a day’s carry inland, keep exits clear, and treat the cliff face as practical information rather than scenery. Port Súileach’s watch is famous for a reason.

What the coast demands

What the coast demands
Deep offshore passages belong to the same dangerous water as Oll-Bhiast Fairge, while coastal túatha carry their own hidden pressures after a bad season.
What the sea keeps close
The coast keeps the drowned ancestral homeland present: the sea is both the route the ancestors crossed and a fear that has not finished arriving.

In the wider world

The coast keeps the drowned ancestral homeland present: the sea is both the route the ancestors crossed and a fear that has not finished arriving.


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