Bhí an ghaoth ag séideadh go fuar ar Lá Samhna agus bhí ceo ag clúdach Aillte an Mhothair go tiubh.

The wind was blowing cold on Lá Samhna and fog was thickly covering the Aillte an Mhothair.

Bhí an aimsir lán de dhraíocht agus éabhlóid na ndathanna Fómhair ag caitheamh géine.

The weather was full of magic and the evolution of Autumn colors was putting on a vivid display.

Niamh, le braistint eachtraíochta ina croí, bhí an fonn uirthi aghaidh a thabhairt ar a heagla féin.

Niamh, with a sense of adventure in her heart, felt the urge to confront her own fears.

Bhí sé de nós aici a bheith cúthail faoi airde, ach inniu rinne sí rún go mbainfeadh sí amach an imeall is faide ar an aill.

She had the habit of being shy about heights, but today she resolved to reach the furthest edge of the cliff.

In aice léi, bhí Eoghan.

Next to her was Eoghan.

Taobh amuigh, bhí sé cúramach, i gcónaí ag coimeád súil ghéar ar an aimsir agus cosán an bheatha a bhí os a gcomhair amach.

On the outside, he was cautious, always keeping a sharp eye on the weather and the path of life ahead of them.

Go folaitheach, bhí eagla air go n-éireodh sé féin agus Niamh scartha sa cheo.

Secretly, he was afraid that he and Niamh would become separated in the fog.

"Beidh muid ceart," a dúirt Niamh, ag brú an cheo chucu mar bheadh sé féin amháin réidh.

"We'll be fine," Niamh said, pushing the fog towards them as if it were ready to yield.

D'oscail Eoghan a bhéal le frithshéanadh a dhéanamh, ach stop sé.

Eoghan opened his mouth to offer a rebuttal, but he stopped.

Bhíodh a fhios aige cé chomh cúthalach agus a bhí Niamh faoin imeall.

He knew how shy Niamh had been about the edge.

Ach anois, bhí athrú ag teacht le feiceáil inti, agus ní raibh sé ag iarraidh a hiarracht a bhriseadh.

But now, he saw a change in her, and he didn't want to break her effort.

Lean siad ar aghaidh, timpeallaithe ag ceo.

They continued, surrounded by fog.

Rinne Niamh a seacht ndícheall an cosán a choinneáil ina aigne.

Niamh did her utmost to keep the path in her mind.

Tháinig síad go caonach gléineach atá millte ag cloch, ach ar aghaidh leo.

They came across glistening moss on eroded rock, but on they went.

Cé gur theagmháil leis a lámh le haghaidh tacaíochta, rinne sí iarracht fós misneach a thaispeáint.

Even though she touched his hand for support, she still tried to show courage.

Bhí cúpla uair ann nuair a bhí sí ag smaoineamh ar dhul ar ais, ach an beatha ina guth: "Just beagán eile.

There were a few moments when she thought about turning back, but life whispered in her ear: "Just a little more."

"Rud nach raibh siad ag súil go rachadh an ceo isteach ró-dhona gur tháinig siad in aice leis an imeall.

Unexpectedly, the fog became too dense as they reached near the edge.

Bhí an t-aer fuar, splanc solais beagán trí na scamaill.

The air was cold, a small flash of light breaking through the clouds.

Thóg Niamh anáil dhomhain, lárann a gcroí mar a bhí an radharc ag cruthú chun solais go tobann.

Niamh took a deep breath, feeling her heart to center as the view suddenly emerged into clarity.

Thug sí aghaidh ar an aill, a cosa chomh gar don imeall agus a bhí sí riamh.

She faced the cliff, her feet as close to the edge as they'd ever been.

Thiontaigh sí chun bhreathnú ar Eoghan, le beagán doilíos ina croí ag smaoineamh go mbeadh eagla air.

She turned to look at Eoghan, with a slight pang in her heart thinking he might be afraid.

Bhí iontas ar Eoghan nuair a d'aimsíodar solas an lae an tsaoil agus an fharraige ag cur a misniúlacht sásta.

Eoghan was surprised when they found daylight revealing the life and sea, encouraging his bravery with satisfaction.

Ag breathnú ar aghaidh ag barr na beanna, bhraith sé chomh grá aige di agus bhí a fhios aige go raibh siad sábháilte.

Looking ahead at the crest of the peaks, he felt so much love for her and knew they were safe.

Níorbh ann dó pacáil agus rith ar ais ar an bpríosún de cheo a d'fhág faoina dhroim.

Packing up and running back to the prison of fog that trailed behind was no option.

Ag dul thar an imeall ar an mbealach ar ais, bhí Niamh láidir agus bhí a fhios aici go bhféadfadh sí na haclaíochtaí fiontraíochta sin a láimhseáil amach anseo.

While returning from the edge, Niamh was strong and knew she could handle these adventurous challenges in the future.

Ag súil ar ais ar an staidéar, bhí a fhios ag Eoghan go bhféadfadh sé, anois, géilleadh do neamhní na heagla, mar nár shínte creathaeliú na huaire le grá gan teorainn chomh dubhghréaduaigh.

Walking back to the study, Eoghan knew that he could now surrender to the nothingness of fear, as the trembling impulse of the moment had not extended beyond the limitless love they shared.

Ar fhilleadh abhaile, bhí siad in ann na laethanta amach romhainn a thús a thógáil leis an tuiscint go bhféadfadh siad dul i ngleic leis an domhan, fiú taobh thiar de scamall marbh, le chéile.

Upon returning home, they were able to begin the days ahead with the understanding that they could face the world, even behind a dead cloud, together.

Ansin, d'fhéach siad siar ar na hAillte, radharc iontacha ina smaointe, a bheith ann arís gan eagla.

Then, they looked back at the cliffs, the impressive view in their thoughts, being there again was no longer frightening.

Tá lá Ceo Samhna Croíoda gan eagla a thuilleadh.

The day of Ceó Samhna was no longer heart-wrenching with fear.