Ar maidin fhionnuar an fhómhar, bhí briseadh na gréine ag scaipeadh ar na hailleacha móra de Chontae an Chláir.

On a cool autumn morning, the break of the sun was spreading over the great cliffs of County Clare.

Bhí Aisling íseal gutha ag breathnú amach ar an Aigéan Atlantach.

Aisling, in a low voice, was looking out at the Atlantic Ocean.

Bhí sí ag smaoineamh ar an fáth a bhí aici teacht ar ais anseo, dtí an áit a d'fhág sí cúpla bliain ó shin.

She was thinking about the reason she had come back here, to the place she had left a few years ago.

Ní raibh sé éasca, ach bhí a fhios aici go raibh an teaghlach tábhachtach.

It wasn't easy, but she knew that family was important.

Siobhán, a col ceathrar, bhí an ceann a d'eagraigh an teacht le chéile teaghlaigh seo.

Siobhán, her cousin, was the one who organized this family gathering.

Bhí láidir diongbháilteacht ann chun Aisling agus Eoin a thabhairt le chéile arís.

There was a strong determination to bring Aisling and Eoin together again.

Bhí a fhios aici go raibh seanfhadhbanna idir na deartháireacha seo, rudaí nár labhraíodh orthu.

She knew there were old issues between these siblings, things that hadn't been spoken about.

Agus idir Aisling agus Eoin, ní raibh focal labhartha le fada.

And between Aisling and Eoin, no words had been exchanged for a long time.

"Áilleacht ag Aillte an Mhothair," dúirt Siobhán, ag seachadadh uaillmhian áirithe.

"Beauty at "Aillte an Mhothair"," said Siobhán, conveying a certain aspiration.

Thosaigh sí ag siúl ar aghaidh, ag tabhairt súil ghlic ar ais.

She began to walk on, casting a sly glance back.

Aisling agus Eoin d'fhág ina ndiaidh í ar a n-aistear.

Aisling and Eoin followed her on their journey.

Chuaigh an ghaoth i bhfeidhm ar an bhféar faoina gcosa.

The wind affected the grass under their feet.

Rinne an t-aer úr a gcroíthe a oscailt, ach fós bhí tost éigin eatarthu.

The fresh air opened their hearts, yet there was a certain silence between them.

Fuair Aisling misneach ón láthair, an nádúr iontach timpeall uirthi, agus thosaigh sí ag labhairt.

Aisling drew courage from the setting, the extraordinary nature surrounding her, and began to speak.

"Eoin, tá a fhios agam gur chuaigh mé uait," dúirt sí go ciúin.

"Eoin, I know I left you," she said quietly.

"Bhí an chathair ag glaoch orm, ach... is iontach bheith leis an teaghlach arís."

"The city was calling me, but... it's wonderful to be with family again."

Bhí Eoin ciúin ar feadh nóiméid, ag breathnú ar na tonnta ag dul ar aghaidh agus ag teacht ar ais arís.

Eoin was silent for a moment, watching the waves go forward and return again.

"Bhí frustrachas ann," d'admhaigh sé sa deireadh.

"There was frustration," he admitted eventually.

"Bhí mé ag súil le tacaíocht anseo. Ach tuigeann mé do phaisean."

"I was hoping for support here. But I understand your passion."

Go tobann, tháinig ráfla gaoithe mór.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came.

D'eitil scairf Siobhán as a muineál.

Siobhán's scarf flew from her neck.

Bhí sé cosúil le bratach ag dul sa chuisle.

It was like a flag fluttering in the breeze.

Bhí Aisling agus Eoin ag gluaiseacht láithreach, ag gníomhú mar aonad.

Aisling and Eoin moved immediately, acting as a unit.

Eoin bhí gasta chun an scairf a shábháil ó bheith caillte sna haillte.

Eoin was quick to save the scarf from being lost on the cliffs.

Phléasc Siobhán le gáire áfach, "Ó, mo ghrá," ag tabhairt buíochas leo.

Siobhán burst into laughter, "Oh, my love," thanking them.

Tháinig croí Aisling níos éadroime, agus thioscán an tmoment sin go raibh níos mó idir í agus Eoin ná an méid a bhí á rá.

Aisling's heart felt lighter, and in that moment she realized there was more between her and Eoin than what was being expressed.

Tar éis an eachtra, shuigh siad ar nasc de charraigeacha le Siobhán.

After the incident, they sat on a cluster of rocks with Siobhán.

D’oscail a gcroíthe ag dul anonn is anall, ag roinnt sean-uaimhreachtaí agus misneacha éagsúla a bhí acu.

Their hearts opened, going back and forth, sharing old worries and various passions they had.

D'admhaigh siad an méid a d'éirigh as sa phróiseas.

They acknowledged what had been lost in the process.

Bhí cinneadh déanta acu: caithfidh siad labhairt níos minice amach anseo, an ciorcal briste a dheisiú.

They made a decision: they must speak more often from now on, mend the broken circle.

Idir an fharraige ag séideadh faoin ngealach fuar, d’fhoghlaim Aisling agus Eoin tuiscint nua ar a chéile.

With the sea blowing under the cold moon, Aisling and Eoin gained a new understanding of each other.

Bhí an saol ag dul ar aghaidh, ach anois bhí siad ag tabhairt aghaidh air i gcomhar le chéile.

Life was moving forward, but now they were facing it together.