#Mo Ghile Mear

[windblume-wishes]

Silver - You Will Be My Gallant Star

This songfic is to the song “Mo Ghile Mear” by Celtic Woman and will be following moments mentioned in Silver’s life from what we know in the story so far, along with some added in moments. When reading this story please note that there are time jumps and will mention so in the story.

𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎, 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝙶𝙽 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚛!

𝕃𝕖𝕥’𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨, 𝕀 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖…

Can you feel the river run? Waves are dancing to the sun. Take the tide and face the sea, And find a way to follow me~

(Age 16, Leaving for NRC)

Standing high atop the cliff, gazing to the vast sea stood a silver haired young lad, he stood tall and proudly as he looked towards the waves dancing in the sun. Just across those waters was his whole future ahead of him, the Sage Isle where he too would be attending alongside his father and Lord Malleus.

Amidst the breeze of the sea came a voice, the voice of his father, the boy turned and smiled softly as his father extended his hand with his signature smirk.

“It is time to go, my son, care to follow your old man back home? You must leave soon, but worry not, I’ll follow you there.”

Leave the field and leave the fire. And find the flame of your desire. Set your heart on this far shore, And sing your dream to me once more~

(Age 16, First Year at NRC)

Since childhood, Silver dreamt of becoming a worthy knight, even after leaving his homeland of the Briar Valley behind he kept his flame of desire still burning bright deep within his heart. Silver continued to to train hard, dedicating his free time, when he was not asleep beneath a tree, to training.

He wanted nothing more to achieve his goal, to become a knight worthy enough to serve Malleus, to repay him for caring for him since infancy. Silver smiled at all the fond memories of his childhood with Malleus, all the times he tried to “defend” Malleus from doing his princely duties by waving his wooden sword in a not so intimidating manner.

Silver sighed, smiling fondly, his animal friends began to surround him as he put his sword back into its sturdy hilt. He looked around and began to him a small tune from a story his father told him long ago, a song about how dreams come true if you wish and work hard enough.

'Sé mo laoch mo ghile mear, 'Sé mo Shéasar, gile mear, Suan gan séan ní bhfuair mé féin, Ó chuaigh i gcéin mo ghile mear~

Dashing and darling, a worthy knight to be, honest and fair, truly he was meant to be Lilia’s gallant star of a son. Blood meant nothing to Lilia nor Silver, for bond was stronger than any blood could ever be. From a distance, the ancient Fae stood watch as his teenage son happily talked with his friend Kalim. Silver was still Silver, even if he went far away from his homeland to attend school. Same gallant star but shining bright in a new sky.

Lilia smiled as he watched the two boys play with the woodland critters atop their laps while Silver happily explained swordsmanship, “My darling son, my beloved star…”

Now the time has come to leave, Keep the flame and still believe. Know that love will shine through darkness, One bright star to light the way~

(Age 5, Briar Valley)

Silver was heartbroken, the time he must part from the man he believed was his father came quickly and emotionally. How could be so blind and not notice the difference in the ears? How? He was not his father’s son, he was merely a human, a weak little human child.

His flame inside began to extinguish, he no longer believed in himself or his father, well, former father. Silver was alone in the cold, dark, rainy forest, sundown was minutes away and with sunset came new dangers inside the deep wood he called home. The winds whipped through the trees, rustling the fresh spring leaves, the scent of wet earth was all his runny nose could smell and the sound of rain and hail roared with the thunder like an eerie echo.

Silver spent hours hiding in heartbreak, a small opening in tree was where he called home. He was now protected from most of the elements but not from illness, such a pesky mortal problem. Silver felt himself pass out from exhaustion, fever burning his weary head. Suddenly a pair of loving arms lifted him up, cradling him close as if he were but a babe again. Even in sleep he knew who it was.

“Oh Silver, my beautiful baby boy, know that no matter what, I will always love you. You are my bright little star who lights the way through my darkness…”

'Sé mo laoch mo ghile mear, 'Sé mo Shéasar, gile mear. Suan gan séan ní bhfuair mé féin, Ó chuaigh i gcéin mo ghile mear~

(Age 17, Second year at NRC)

To many at Night Raven College, Silver was but an airhead who could wield a sword flawlessly, but to others he was a symbol of elegance, kindness and strength. Silver was optimistic as much as realistic and fair but brutally honest almost to a fault, a trait that served him well in earning unintentional favoritism points among the teachers.

Since childhood, Lilia installed into his brain that a knight must be honest and true no matter what, words that stuck with him forever. Silver held his father’s teachings close to heart despite how it made him stick out amongst his peers. As different as he was, he still never let such differences phase him, he moved forward with a straight, princely face as he always did.

Silver never lied once, he knew the feeling of disappointed from his beloved father would ruin him so, a knight, even in training, must keep honest and true. He swung his sword gracefully again, practicing his technique over and over, the very sword a certain prince once wielded in the past. Of course, Lilia picked it up as a souvenir to pass down when the time came.

“Well done, Silver.” Came the pleased voice of his father. “Now remember, son, may that sword of truth fly swift and sure, letting evil die and the good endure. Well, at least that’s what I remember~ fufu!”

Lift your voice and raise the sail, Know that love will never fail. Know that I will sing to you Each night as I dream of you~

(Age 17, Second year at NRC)

When Silver met you, he could not help but fall helplessly in love with you. You were his soulmate from the very beginning, when your eyes locked for the first time with his aurora ones it was if you stared at destiny itself. If anything, the connection between you both on that fated day was nothing less than love at first sight. But now, you hoped and prayed to the Great Seven that your love would be enough to save him.

Your beloved prince fell under the very curse that had befallen his ancestor hundreds of years ago, now it was his turn to be awoken by true love’s kiss. You raced up the winding stairs of Diasomnia dorm and into the bedroom your beautiful Silver lay peacefully in death like slumber.

“Silver!” You cried frantically, falling to your knees as you stared at his lifeless body. “My love, please awaken…”

You leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss atop his petal soft lips, pulling back slowly, a stray tear left your eye as his aurora eyes stared sleepily at you.

“I knew you would be the one to awaken me, you did once upon a dream, after all.”

You giggled softly in between sobs of happiness, “I prayed that you would awaken, I always knew love would never fail!”

Gile mear, the wind and sun, The sleep is over, dream is done. To the west where fire sets, To the gile mear, the day begun~!

(Age 20, Your Wedding)

A woodland wedding for you special two, this happily ever after was destined to be when you awakened your prince. Silver had been reunited with his birth family and was more than happy to introduce you to them when they met. Time certainly flew for you both, love at first sight in your school days, awakening him from his death like sleep, to the very day he bent down on one knee and proposed to you.

As woodland critters flocked in from far and wide you lips once more locked with his as the bells chimed and the animals cheered. You were finally with your true love and he with you.

“Well my dear, it seems that all the dreaming I had done to become your prince once and for all has ended with a happily ever after.” Silver smiled, holding you close.

“Now onto your next dream, silly, you still seem to do so a lot!”

“Our dream, onto our new dream.”

Ó chuaigh i gcéin mo ghile mear~! Amhrán na farraige, Ór ar na seolta, Ag seoladh na bhfonnta!

#twisted wonderland #silver vanrouge #twst silver #silver twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #song fic #celtic woman #mo ghile mear #twst fanfic #twst x reader #gender neutral x twisted wonderland #windblume writes

[txfeline720]

#youtube #celtic woman #mo ghile mear #a new journey #celtic music #irish music #irish language #music #no id

[haveyouheardthisfolksong]

#song tag: mo ghile mear #folk song #folk music #have you heard this folk song #language tag: irish gaelic #culture tag: ireland #Youtube

[firstofficerrose]

My version of the Linnaidh from Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost.

#not all those who wander are lost #lotr #linnaidh #rose sings #i love this song and mo ghile mear a whole really lot #this is just the melody. I'd love to do a fuller version at some point #but this will do for now

[1hellofacookie]

Ayyy maybe i dont hate my Spotify wrapped as much as i thought i would

I am however mad confused that my top genre is pop 💀💀 like bro wtf

#all five of my top songs are irish folk/trad #and its still pop?? wow ok #anyways!! #Mo ghile mear is top 1 #and honestly. I'm more than fine with that #totally fair #spotify wrapped

[windtraces]

just saw someone else with a venti themed carrd who also used the lyrics to thus always to tyrants help. maximum venti song

#i need to be unique -runs to change mine to mo ghile mear or sometjing-

[eightfourone]

tfw you and the great one have the same favorite player

#VINDICATION #COPE AND SEETHE MCJESUS FANS #THE GREAT ONE LIKES MO GHILE MEAR

[birbfeeder2artisticboogaloo]

so is today a bad day for singing 'mo ghile mear' or ????

#i've seen what tumblr's done to my boyfriend #i can only IMAGINE what they'd do if i called him 'my caesar' on the IDES OF MARCH ;A; #(they would definitely stab him) #rip 😔🙏 #birb still says #this is a weak joke but it wasn't going away so i just needed to SAY IT #(the joke is that in 'mo ghile mear' one of the lyrics is #'sé mo chaesar ghile mear' #= 'he's my caesar my dashing darling' #SHUT UP IT'S FUNNY OK ;A;)

[kaizey]

Ceol comhaimseartha as Gaeilge (Contemporary irish language music recommends)

Many foriegners looking more into more music as gaeilge following from Unreal Unearth and have been asked afew times about it. So Im gon give afew recommendations

Seo Linn - Folk/Indie/Soft Rock group formed in Conamara and have a good range of sounds ranging from newer covers of our most popular folk songs (Óró sé do bheatha abhaile , Siúil a Rúin and Mo ghile mear are among the best) and are a good intro point

IMLÉ - More of a collection of artists who bring different sound styles together and topics in their lyrics. Honestly, just take the entireity of the self-titled album as a taster

Róisín Seoighe - A great soloist and someone who transfers aspects of Canadh Sean Nós into a newer format. Alot of her work and songs touch on the state of Gaeilge (Níl mé marbh and Sín do lamh).

Kneecap - One of the more well-known, atleast over here. A rap trio from Belfast/Derry, and alot of their lyrics and flow focuses much more on the specific experience of both millenial life and Gaeilgeoirí and An Ghaeilge in the North, and what its actually like trying to engage with society through our language when half of the the governmental institution has contempt for its existence. CEARTA, one of their singles, has still stayed a sort of aintiún (anthem) for language rights up here in the North. Also, heavy heavy anti-colonialism, mar sin craic Mhaith (see their JOE.ie interview). Otherwise, some of ther best works you might like are Cearta, Bouncers agus Gael-Gigolos

TG Lurgan - A sort of summer school/learning scheme that started out of the Connemara Gaeltacht, meant to help irish learners pick up the more natural flow specifically by learning through music. Nearly all of the music is sung by school kids and leading musicians with the majority being covers of pop songs. So you can find the lyrics online easily, and can be a helpful way for people trying to learn how to deal with the lack of real word-for-word translation ó Ghaeilge go Béarla.

This is just a handful of artists, and the first handful rarely scrape over 2000 streams a month. Modern irish music is still very much a niche in its own way, miserably so even on our island. Theres no shortage of music you can find being made by newer artists though, even if ceol as gaeilge only makes up some of their work

Tá súil agam go bhfaighidh tú roinnt a mbaineann tú taitneamh astu, agus má tá tú ag foghlaim, go gcabhraíonn sé leat

#hozier #irish language #irish #gaeilge #irish music #Ceol na Gaeilge #irish lyrics #Liricí Gaeilge #irish artists

[kazuma-asogi-blog]

oh!! the song before the parting glass was mo ghile mear, technically its a love song but honestly my brother used to sing it to me so its more about the journey to me. its very irish! next time you come to quinns (with miss smartypants in tow??) you let me know and ill teach you how to swing to rocky road to dublin. its a hard song but you picked up sean nos so quick i think you can do it!!!

hehehe, technically though the song is star of the county down? and its usually about a girl so i had to modify it a bit. cailin and buachaill dont rhyme, yknow? i think im just lucky i didnt immediately splutter when i called your name in the song and looked up and there you were!! almost fell off the halfbarrel, i did!! but i will practice practice and maybe next time you and i can dance together to your song!!!

Ha ha, with your dancing as an example, how could I not?

I guess I'm coming next Saturday with a couple of others, actually. Though perhaps we could...save that song for another time? I'm sure you know many other songs and I'd like to hear them as well.

#ask #anonymous

[morelmorals]

My Stars

A gay little poem I wrote for my gay little heart.

I find your presence nearly addictive

My brain pushes me to be so much, an urge to be a part of your day to day, hear about everything that's happened and share my day with you as well.

What a love sick puppy I act like when I see your name pop up,

my friends can always tell when one of your messages come in and tease me for still being such a nervous wreck despite us already being together.

I desperately fight my urge to overwhelm and over crowd even as I feel my heart surging toward you, wanting to offer whatever little tokens of joy I find through out the day.

Like a tug in my chest to cling onto your presence, savour it, and pray for Aphrodite that I am showing affection while not being too much or atleast you'd tell me if I was.

All of this has brought up a gnawing in my gut. Something telling me that maybe I am just a little too broken, that maybe you deserve so much better.

Yet you still stick around and it means the world to me.

Even when things are dark, you filter in when you can like the stars of the night sky. Brightening up my mood even when my day has been all storm clouds, I get a glimpse of a beautiful calming night sky full of stars.

I had to ask my friend if maybe I was being too much, too cheesy to view you as a vast universe that I am enamoured with, yearning to know so much more about you yet not fully sure how to ask most thigs. To see you as my shining stars. Of course they told me I was being gay.

Although I may not be cut out for cute nicknames, my brain will quietly hums "Mo Ghile Mear" when I think of you.

The transition of "Mo ghile mear" It translated in my different ways, "my spirited brightness", "my gallant darling", "my spirited lad", but they all point towards an embodiment of enduring light.

No matter how bright or cloudy the night is, I know you are there, still burning brilliantly throughout it all.

#don't look at me #I'm being gay on tumblr.com once again

[acrossthewavesoftime]

Comic Sans Valentines: Stuart Edition

Imagine you have travelled back through time, and find yourself in the middle of some splendid court festivities... The gentlemen wear their finest embroidered suits, the ladies their most choice jewels and you marvel at the spectacle you are allowed to partake in. As you retire to a balcony to take some fresh air with your glass of syllabub, you feel a hand brushing your shoulder. As you turn, a calm, albeit laboured voice breathes into your ear: "My cannon hasn't seen action since the Siege of Derry." *wink* You recoil and screaming-- and wake up sitting upright in your bed.

Upon suggestion from @vankeppel, have some terrible pick-up lines from terrible dead people!

There are two options for Bonnie Prince Charlie; a fairly obvious one alluding to Mo Ghile Mear, and a second one for fans of the 1925 musical Dearest Enemy (...are there any?) who'll know there was more than one 18th century "Betsy Burke" who had a few (tender) brushes with gentlemen in red coats.

#comic sans valentines #stuarts #house of stuart #in order: #charles i #charles ii #james ii #james scott duke of monmouth #mary ii #william iii #anne #queen anne #james francis edward stuart #the old pretender #charles edward stuart #bonnie prince charlie #history #history humour #history memes #17th century #18th century #dearest enemy #utter nonsense #mo ghile mear #british history

[eightfourone]

BARZY MIGHT RETURN BEFORE THE END OF THE SEASON?!

#mo ghile mear??? the song is no longer true I have just gotten word of him