The Plain Facts, Carved
What It Is
Told in the Seanchaí Tradition
The Build Story
The seanchaí of the old houses had one charge above all others: to recite — the births, the debts, the marriages, the harvests, the boundary-disputes and their settlements — generation to generation, needing no page, because the reciting was itself the record. A great house that lost its teller lost its past to the same depth. This garden descends from exactly those tellers, so it is fitting that the family keeps a ledger of its own household's reckoning — though the modern form is quieter: a few pages, mossed and plain, where the obligations of a working life are written down so they need not be carried humming in the skull all night. The book takes what the memory tires of holding, and holds it the way the tellers held theirs — without complaint, in order, ready to be recited the moment it is asked. The cauldron of Grove VII warms itself over this one, slowly, as a hearth should.