All night the witch sang, and the castle grew
Up from the rock, with tower and turrets crowned;
All night she sang – when fell the morning dew
'Twas finished round and round.
This is a view of Dunscaith that I, and no doubt countless other adventurers have photographed of Dunscaith from the excavated moat that separates the castle from the mainland of Skye.
The author also mentions Somerled and the McDonald Clan, and even Hugh of Sleat and Clan Uisdean. It is a beautiful book, especially when found in a used bookstore for less than $10.00.
Skye is an attitude, a history and continuity that no modern age can tear from the soul of those whose blood is strong and whose heart is Highland.