The sea and the moon

⋆｡°✩Chapter one⋆｡°✩

⋆｡°✩Chapter 1 (I)⋆｡°✩

But how did she get here you wonder? Well it all began in a little rural Irish village known as 'Glenn Town' the village being situated in the middle of a dense forest. It's a tight knit town where secrets are few and gossip spreads faster than a wildfire. Every day after school is when most students go to the pub owned by the local barkeep, Seamus, and the local drunks, usually men in their forties-sixties, gather and regale everyone with tales of their past from drinking with famous Irish legends to working their old jobs.

Isho Sovei was 20, she had lived her whole life in Glenn Town Ireland yet she still longed for something more. She yearned for more than what her hometown had to offer. She wanted to travel, to explore more cultures. To meet new people and experience different walks of life but then she would remember her mum.

Her mum Rosheen was her absolute rock.

Rosheen is a tough but loving single mother who raised her daughter, Isho, by herself from a young age after Rosheen husband Paul passed away in a car accident when Isho was only a toddler. She instilled in Isho the values of hard work, perseverance, and independence, which the young girl embraced with determination. Despite the difficulties of raising a child alone, Rosheen loved Isho fiercely and always put her daughter's needs above her own. The bond between them is strong, built on mutual respect and deep affection, with Isho looking up to her mother as a role model and a pillar of strength.

Isho wasn't exactly keen on her job but the money was good.

Seamus, Isho's boss,  isn't just a barkeeper, he's a legend in his own right in Glenn Town. Burly, bearded, and always with a smile and a wink, he's the life and soul of the pub. His stories from his 'glory days' are the stuff of local legend, and his ability to pour a perfect pint of Guinness and mix the perfect cocktail are unparalleled. People come from far and wide for a taste of his famous Irish whiskey, and they stay for the craic.

"Can you close on your own tonight Isho?" The rough voice of seamus spoke, his accent thick. His voice a rich baritone as his dark eyes met Ishos gaze. The emerald eyed girl nodded as she pulled her fiery red hair that cascaded down her back into a bun "I can close" . Ishos melodic voice spoke, her accent wasn't quite as thick as what seamus's was. Her voice was soft, with an almost soothing quality to it when she spoke. Her tone became rather musical when she spoke her native tongue of Gaelic. She had been told by her customers her voice was like a siren's song, soft and alluring.

Seamus was a middle aged man, rather stocky in appearance. His face lined with fine lines and wrinkles, they showed his lifetime of laughter and alcohol. His once dark hair now shot through with silver as it rested upon his shoulders. His broad shoulders and burly frame evidence of his years of pouring pints behind the bar. His hands were rough and calloused from his years of manual labour and work he had done for the village yet there was still a twinkle of mischief in his dark eyes.

His pub 'the golden harp' had been a town hub for years. Since he opened it in his 20s. The pub was known for his near perfect pints that Seamus could pour along with its rowdy and lively environment.

"Just the Mrs has asked for me to finish early tonight to spend time with her and the boys" he spoke again. Seamus was a proud father to two boys called Connor and Liam O'Brien. His wife was a lovely woman known as Saorise. She was in her late 40s with dark glossy hair that she kept in a tight bun but when it was let down it sat at her lower back, her eyes a bright shining blue that were full of energy still at her age and nothing but love when she looked at her husband or sons. She was a woman of elegance and most women in Glenn town wished they could have half the amount of respect she did for themselves. Saorise mainly spoke Gaelic along with her two boys but she did often speak English with a heavy Irish accent much like her husbands. Saorise worked in the knicker factory like most of the town's women.