Irish

Stories tagged Irish:

• The Giant's Causeway Aug 10, 2025

  

  Long ago, when giants roamed the lands of Ireland and Scotland, there lived on the coast of Northern Ireland the mightiest giant of them all – Finn McCool. Finn was not only enormous in size but also enormous in strength, courage, and unfortunately, pride. He stood as tall as the ancient oak trees, and his voice could be heard from one end of County Antrim to the other.

  Finn lived in a comfortable home on the Irish coast with his clever wife, Oonagh, who was known throughout the land for her wisdom and quick thinking. While Finn was certainly brave and strong, it was often Oonagh’s cleverness that got them out of the most difficult situations.

• The Harp of Dagda Aug 10, 2025

  

  In the ancient days when the Tuatha Dé Danann ruled over Ireland with wisdom and magic, there lived among them a mighty god known as the Dagda. The Dagda was the father of all gods, master of life and death, controller of the seasons, and keeper of the great cauldron that could feed any number of people without ever emptying.

  But of all the Dagda’s magical possessions, none was more precious to him than his enchanted harp, called Uaithne. This was no ordinary instrument, but a harp of such extraordinary power that its music could control the very fabric of reality itself.

• The Legend of Oisín and Niamh (Tír na nÓg) Aug 10, 2025

  

  In the days when the great warrior-band called the Fianna roamed the hills and forests of Ireland, there lived among them a young man named Oisín, son of the legendary Fionn Mac Cumhaill. Oisín was not only a skilled warrior but also the greatest poet in all of Ireland, with a voice so beautiful that even the birds would stop singing to listen to his verses.

  One bright morning in early summer, Oisín rode with his father and the Fianna to hunt deer on the shores of Lough Leane in Kerry. The lake sparkled like jewels in the morning sun, and the air was sweet with the scent of wild flowers and the song of larks.

• The Leprechaun's Gold Aug 10, 2025

  

  In the rolling green hills of County Cork, there lived a poor farmer named Paddy O’Brien. Paddy worked hard from dawn to dusk, tending his small plot of land and caring for his few sheep, but no matter how diligently he labored, he could barely make enough to feed his family.

  Each evening, as Paddy walked home from his fields, he would pass by an old stone wall covered in ivy and wild roses. And each evening, he would hear the most curious sound coming from behind that wall – tip-tap, tip-tap, tip-tap – like a tiny hammer striking metal.

• The Pooka's Trick Aug 10, 2025

  

  In the wild hills of County Kerry, where the mist rolls in from the Atlantic Ocean and the ancient stone circles still stand guard over secrets older than memory, there lived a particularly mischievous spirit known as a Pooka. This Pooka was famous throughout the countryside for his love of playing tricks on unsuspecting travelers, especially those who were too proud or too foolish to show proper respect for the old ways.

• The Salmon of Knowledge Aug 10, 2025

  

  Long ago, in the time when magic still flowed through the rivers and hills of Ireland like morning mist, there lived an old poet named Finneces by the banks of the River Boyne. Finneces was wise in the old ways and learned in all the ancient lore, but there was one piece of knowledge he desired above all others – the wisdom that came from eating the Salmon of Knowledge.