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A young boy in a remote medieval outpost under siege from barbarian raids is beckoned to adventure when a celebrated master illuminator arrives with an ancient book, brimming with secret wisdom and powers.
[Opening Lines] Aisling: I have lived through many ages, through the eyes of salmon, deer, and wolf. I have seen the Northmen invading Ireland, destroying all in search of gold. I've seen suffering in the darkness. Yet I have seen beauty thrive in the most fragile of places. I have seen the book. The book that turned darkness into light.
Brendan: You can't find out everything from books, you know. Aidan: I think I read that once.
Aisling: [interrupting him] Is this your cat? [Brendan screams and falls off rock] Aisling: *Well?* Brendan: I've heard about... creatures like you. You're a fairy! [Aisling gives Pangur Ban a dubious look] Aisling: What are you doing in my forest? You've come to spoil it, haven't you? Brendan: Uh... Aisling: [accusingly] You were probably sent here by your family to get food, weren't you? Well. You can go right back where you came from. If you don't, I'll make the wolves get you. *Rawr!* Brendan: No! uh, I didn't mean to. Look, I'm sorry alright? I'm not here to get food for my family. I'm here to get things to make ink. I don't have a family, and we have food in Kells. So I wouldn't come here for it anyway. I was just... a bit lost. Aisling: You have no family? Brendan: Uh, no. Aisling: No mother? [Brendan looks down. Aisling bows her head] Aisling: I'm alone too.
Aisling: Open your eyes and I'll tell you my name. [Brendan opens them] Aisling: *Aisling* Brendan: Aisling. Aisling: And this... is *my* forest.
Aisling: It took my mother. It takes everything. You'll die.
Brendan: Aidan is my friend. I'm helping him make the most incredible book in the whole world! He says it will turn darkness into light. Wait until you see it! Aisling: Wait until you see the rest of my forest.
Aisling: I thought you knew how to climb trees. Brendan: I do. Smaller ones. Aisling: [laughs] Yeah. Like *bushes*. [Brendan glares at her]
Abbot Cellach: Pagans, Crom worshipers... , It is with the strength of our walls that they will come to trust the strength of our faith.
Aidan: When they come, all we can do is run and hope that we are fast enough.