Bhí an fharraige ag bualadh go dian i gcoinne na gCloch Mhóire, éintiteas nádúrtha a chuir eagla agus áthas ar Niamh.

The sea was striking fiercely against the Cloch Mhór, a natural entity that instilled both fear and joy in Niamh.

Tháinig sí abhaile tar éis deich mbliana thar lear.

She had come home after ten years abroad.

Ach braith sí mar stróinséir ina tír féin.

Yet she felt like a stranger in her own country.

Lá fuar geimhridh a bhí ann, agus bhí Niamh ag iarraidh nasc leis an teaghlach a athghrúpáil.

It was a cold winter's day, and Niamh was attempting to reconnect with her family.

Bhí Cillian, a deartháir níos óige, réidh go leor.

Cillian, her younger brother, was quite ready.

Bhí sé i gcónaí sa bhaile, gan an oiread sin gnóthachadh geoinn.

He had always been home, without much hustle or bustle.

Ach bhí sé íogair freisin, ag mothú go ndeachairt Niamh sa saol mór.

However, he was also sensitive, feeling that Niamh had ventured far into the wide world.

Tháinig a chol ceathrar, Aisling, in éineacht leo.

Their cousin, Aisling, joined them.

Bhí sí ina healaíontóir rathúil, ach bhí brú uirthi inspioráid a aimsiú agus uaigneas a sárú.

She was a successful artist, but she was under pressure to find inspiration and overcome loneliness.

Bhí siad go léir, de réir a chéile, thíos leis anáil ghéar na gaoithe, agus choinnigh an slí chontúirteach isteach ar imeall na h-aille iad sásaithe.

They were all, gradually, beneath the sharp breath of the wind, and the dangerous path along the cliff's edge kept them satisfied.

D'eagraigh Niamh siúlóid tríd na dtírdhreacha iontacha i súil go dtarlaigh rud éigin speisialta.

Niamh organized a walk through the breathtaking landscapes in the hope that something special would happen.

De réir mar a bhí siad ag siúl, mhothaigh Cillian go raibh Niamh ag iarraidh rudaí ró-bhrú, agus bhraith Aisling neirbhíseach faoi a inspioráid a lua.

As they were walking, Cillian felt that Niamh was forcing things too much, and Aisling felt nervous about mentioning her inspiration.

Go tobann, séid sé gaoith chumhachtach agus rioscadh Niamh as a cothrom.

Suddenly, a powerful wind blew and swept Niamh off balance.

Leagtar sí beagnach síos ar imeall an chnoic.

She was almost knocked down at the edge of the hill.

Rith Cillian go tapa agus sciob a lámh a casadh siar.

Cillian ran quickly and grasped her hand, pulling her back.

Cuimsigh sé Niamh ina ghéaga, agus lean siad orthu ag análú trom.

He embraced Niamh in his arms, and they continued to breathe heavily.

Tráthnóna, shuigh siad ina sionnacháin ar an bhféar.

In the evening, they sat nestled on the grass.

Bhí an fharraige ciúin anois, agus chonaic siad an ghrian ag dul faoi mar gur aontaigh siad faoi spéirlingí emoshuin.

The sea was calm now, and they watched the sun set as they agreed under the swirling emotions.

D'inis siad scéalta dá chéile, ag gáire agus ag cuimhneach.

They told stories to each other, laughing and remembering.

Fuair siad nasc nua, teaghlaigh.

They found a new, familial bond.

D'amharc Niamh ar aghaidh le sméideach anAoibh, ag mothú go raibh níos mó i ngeall ar thinte na hoíche ná na leanúna móra a bhí sí in ann a sholáthar.

Niamh looked forward with a meaningful nod, feeling that there was more at stake from the night's fires than the great followers she could provide.

Thuig sí, ar deireadh thiar, nach raibh uaidh ag Cillian ach é féin a chur in iúl, agus ní a bheith i gcomórtas riamh.

She understood, at last, that Cillian just wanted to express himself and never to be in competition.

Agus d’aimsigh Aisling a inspioráid i ngrá gan coinníoll a teaghlaigh.

And Aisling found her inspiration in the unconditional love of her family.

Bhí Niamh abhaile arís, i gcuideachta an teaghlaigh a chlúdaigh í le teann cineáltais.

Niamh was home again, accompanied by the family that enveloped her with tender kindness.

Bhí an fharraige síochánta freisin, agus an bháisteach ag sleamhnú go síochánta sa talamh glas.

The sea was peaceful as well, with the rain gently slipping into the green earth.

Bhí áit do gach duine acu, na bearnaí sin líonta anois, comhtháthú leis an tírdhreach álainn.

There was a place for each of them, those gaps now filled, harmonized with the beautiful landscape.