Good day to you. I am Mairwen, Master Time Weaver. In truth, I am Master of all the Divine Weavers, ordained by the goddesses Bride and Cerridwen to ensure the blessed Highland Veil remains intact and that the many worlds and planes of time that it separates remain separated, except for a few friendly visits here and there to unite fated mates.
Ye see, fated mates experience the strongest love bonds, and that strengthens the weave of the Veil, protecting it against those who would destroy it to spread chaos through every known reality. The darkness always seeks to take control. It must be kept at bay.
My apprentice, Keeva, assists me in keeping up with this particular plane’s latest temptations. Things that catch a mortal’s eye and lure them—beg pardon, I mean, entice them to visit Seven Cairns in the Highlands of Scotland, change throughout the centuries. At first glance, Seven Cairns appears to be a quaint Scottish town known for its healing waters, but the Council of Weavers and I know differently.
So if ye find yerself compelled to visit a wee quiet village in the Highlands, dinna ignore yer intuition. The blessed Highland Veil could require yer help and be calling to ye.