
It’s a gey bonnie planet hyne awa. But inbye it’s an ugsome maukie pushioness genocidal malafooster. The apex indwallers bere like mauks gilravagin for easedom, suin tae scowder, sterve an droon in their ain midden. Nae … Continue reading Gilravage. →

Wee cawed them the Rob Sorby’s cos they yuised shairp impliments like saws, n chissels, n aixes o steel what made them tae be feared. Hail wids o oor kin, the size o a shire, wid … Continue reading Rob Sorby. →

Are ye a selkie-wife or frae the fin folk that yir sae fair faured ahn wi sic a glamourie smile? Ahn is yer hame by yon skerries under the silken moon? Ahn can I huv mha … Continue reading Selkie-wife. →

Nou mah wee petal there’s nae need tae skreich on so. Here’s a lolly for ye ahn a’ll gi ye anither when we’re hame. Wi dinni want yer bonnie wee dulcet toned singin voice spoiled do … Continue reading Skreich. →

“Nae worries brither o mine, even if ye dinni fully assume the birsie shap ye bide skeerie wi a fine youp on ye.” Translate: skeerie: scary. “Do not be upset brother of mine, even if you … Continue reading Skeerie. →

“Is it no jist magic hoo the moonlicht flichters an glisks ower the watter?” Translate: flichter: flicker. “Isn’t it just wonderful how the moonlight flickers and glints over the water?” adrift. Posted for IF on the … Continue reading Flichter. →