The final gate was a cave mouth shaped like a wolf’s jaw. Inside, a hound the color of twilight slept, its breath stirring hourglasses into dust. As Connla stepped forward, the hound opened one eye — and Connla saw himself as an infant, a boy, a young man, and an old one, all at once.

Beyond the forest lay a lake of glass. On its shore stood a table of flint, and on the table a chalice of bone, filled with a dark liquid that mirrored no stars.

Keltlar merosini o‘rganish bizga qadimiy Yevropa madaniyatining ildizlarini va inson ruhining tabiat bilan hamohangligini chuqurroq anglashga yordam beradi.