Gan oedd yr haul yn dawnsio ar gopa'r mynydd, roedd Caradoc ac Eira yn teimlo'r golau'n cynhesu eu hwynebau.

As the sun danced on the summit of the mountain, Caradoc and Eira felt the light warming their faces.

Roedd y llwybr i gopa’r Wyddfa yn faestref o ansicrwydd arnynt o hyd, yn enwedig heddiw.

The path to the summit of Yr Wyddfa was still a mixture of uncertainty for them, especially today.

Er eu bod wedi cerdded yma sawl gwaith o'r blaen, heddiw teimlwyd fel taith wahanol—un gyda phwrpas cudd.

Even though they had walked here many times before, today felt like a different journey—one with a hidden purpose.

Tra roedd Eira yn cymryd anadl ddofn, roedd ei meddwl yn troi at y dyddiau wedi pasio eu tad.

While Eira took a deep breath, her mind turned to the days that had passed since losing their father.

Roedd ei deimladau'n gymysgedd o hiraeth a gwrthodiad.

Her feelings were a mix of longing and denial.

Wrth dreiddio trwy'r llwybr, roedd y daith o flaen Caradoc a'r casgliad teithiau o'i feddyg llenwi â chynhesrwydd a braw.

As they threaded through the path, the journey ahead of Caradoc and the collection of journeys in his memory were filled with warmth and dread.

Roedd e yn fwy tawel na phryd bynnag, yn ymroddedig i gyflawni dymuniad olaf eu tad.

He was quieter than ever, devoted to fulfilling their father's last wish.

Yn ystod pob cam cariadus, roedd Eira yn darganfod mwy am bwrpas gwirioneddol y daith—mae Caradoc yn ddall iddo fe.

With each loving step, Eira discovered more about the true purpose of the journey—Caradoc was blind to it.

“Pam yma?

"Why here?"

” gofynnodd Eira'n sydyn, yn ceisio dadansoddi ei brawd.

Eira asked suddenly, trying to analyze her brother.

“Mae Dad eisiau bod yma—bob tro,” meddai Caradoc heb dawelu, ei lais yn dyner ond yn benderfynol.

"Dad wants to be here—every time," Caradoc said without hesitation, his voice gentle yet determined.

Wrth i’r mynydd agor rhagddynt, teimlai'r ddau gyffro ac ofn.

As the mountain opened up before them, both felt excitement and fear.

Roedd y golygfeydd o'r dyffrynnoedd o'u cwmpas yn addo tawelwch—tawelwch roedd Caradoc a Eira angen amdano.

The views of the valleys around them promised tranquility—a tranquility Caradoc and Eira needed.

Pan cyrhaeddon nhw’r copa, gyda'r gwynt yn canu trwy eu clustiau, sylweddolodd Eira'r pwrpas ofod heddiw.

When they reached the summit, with the wind singing through their ears, Eira realized the purpose of the space today.

Swydd החוק heno oedd hyfforddiant.

Tonight's ceremony was training.

Roedd graean at y ddaear ddu 'n cwmpasu eu traed.

Gravel against the black earth covered their feet.

Rhoddodd Caradoc y blwch bychan i Eira.

Caradoc handed the small box to Eira.

Fe'i fforddwyo i'r siambrau dyfnion o ing a chysur.

She guided it to the deep chambers of anguish and comfort.

“Dylai ef fod yma,” beiddiodd Caradoc gyda llais wedi torri, yna ymddiddanodd llygadiadau â'i chwaer.

"He should be here," Caradoc braved with a broken voice, then exchanged glances with his sister.

Gyda gorfoledd, dechreuodd Eira agor y blwch.

With joy, Eira began to open the box.

Gollyngodd nhw ar y bryniau gwyneb—a’r gwynt fuddugoliaethus cuddodd y closi.

They scattered them over the hills—and the victorious wind hid the closeness.

Y frwydr o ofid a iechyd meddwl fe newidiodd yn boeriadau bach o hyder.

The battle of sorrow and mental health transformed into small bursts of confidence.

Wrth i'r llwch fynd oddi wrth eu gweledydd, dywedodd Caradoc, “Efallai ein bod yn gadael, ond ni fydd yn byth yn anghofio.

As the dust blew away from their sight, Caradoc said, "Perhaps we are leaving, but he will never be forgotten."

” Wrth neidio dros yr oedd, roedd y dwr boas yn cydio yng nghalonnau pawb.

As they jumped over the edge, the cool water embraced everyone’s hearts.

Roedd e ond yn gychwyn ar daith newydd, a gyda’r gwynt yn cynnal eu geiriau, gemuddodd eu hanadl ddiolchgarwch a chariad at eu llythyrenau gwareidd gwyn.

It was only the beginning of a new journey, and with the wind carrying their words, their breath of gratitude and love mingled with the letters of the bright horizon.

Dynnu at ei gilydd, deimlodd Caradoc ac Eira na fydde fo cyn hir cyn y cawsent eu henwau eu galw yn ôl ar y siambrau disglair.

Drawing together, Caradoc and Eira felt it wouldn't be long before they heard their names called back to the bright chambers.

Roedd yr haul yn drengu'n arwyddocâd y gorffennol.

The sun was setting in the significance of the past.

Roedd sglein eu tad yn tanio rhag eu cam gurasu.

The glow of their father ignited their guiding steps.

A dyna i chi stori eu henaid.

And there you have the story of their souls.