Prologue
This story, wich I'll tell you is based on my imagination. It was thinking it out at the room number 6 in Part B in Boarding School of Ursulines Sisters' Private Female High School in Wrocław. Today that school is a public and co-educational. The story has got its beginnings in a Ciriath land, where you can come only by sailing in a navy blue boat from Gweedore town (Gaoth Dobhair). Clady River, which is located there runs to Inishsirrer Island by Gola and Inishmeane Islands. They are on Ireland's open waters- Clady River ends in The North Atlantic Ocean. On a little part of Inishsirrer Island, on the left from Tory Island's is a beach. There, at the midnight of Irish Time (when the moonlight shines brighter), you'll see a white, modern door. It looks like new. It shows you the way to Ciriath. Hurry up- that door is one hundred meters straight from the boat's edge, lying on the Ocean's brim. You can see that door for the next thirty minutes only. Aft...