Bhí gaotha fuara an gheimhridh ag séideadh go tréan ar Bhruach na nAmhraí.

The cold winter winds were blowing strongly on the Bruach na nAmhraí.

Bhí an fharraige thíos ag bualadh na gcarraigeacha, agus bhain an ceo úr réaltrach don áit.

The sea below was crashing against the rocks, and the fresh starlit mist added to the place.

Ar bharr na gclaí móra sin, bhí Cillian, Saoirse, agus Aisling ag siúl.

On top of those high cliffs, Cillian, Saoirse, and Aisling were walking.

Bhí spéis ag Saoirse sa dúlra; sheas sí ag féachaint amach ar mhéara an chosta, áit a raibh gaotha bríomhara á sileadh thart timpeall.

Saoirse had an interest in nature; she stood gazing out at the finger-like points of the coast, where brisk winds were sweeping around.

Bhí Cillian ciúin, ach bhí intinn ar a lán ag dul tríd.

Cillian was silent, but many thoughts were racing through his mind.

Bhí plean speisialta aige.

He had a special plan.

Bhí fonn air Saoirse a iarraidh chun pósadh, ach bhí eagla an domhain air roimh airde.

He wanted to ask Saoirse to marry him, but he had a deep fear of heights.

Thug Aisling súil fhadálach air.

Aisling gave him a long look.

Bhí fhios aici céard a bhí sa phlean, mar cé go raibh Cillian cróga ina chuid nach raibh sé riamh compordach le airde.

She knew what the plan was because although Cillian was brave in many ways, he was never comfortable with heights.

“Cillian, bí calma,” a dúirt Aisling go bog.

"Cillian, be calm," Aisling said softly.

"Tá sé seo speisialta."

"This is special."

Bhí Saoirse fós ag eagalláil sna tuaithí, gan fhios aici cad a bhí ar tí tarlú.

Saoirse was still wandering in nature, unaware of what was about to happen.

D’éirigh Aisling níos gaire do Saoirse, ag cur ceisteanna faoi na héin le Saoirse ar an gcladach.

Aisling moved closer to Saoirse, asking her questions about the birds on the shore.

Bhain Saoirse taitneamh as an gcomhrá.

Saoirse enjoyed the conversation.

Idir an dá linn, chuaigh Cillian i dtreo imeall an aill.

Meanwhile, Cillian moved toward the edge of the cliff.

Bhraith sé na gaotha fuara agus chroith a chosa faoin aer.

He felt the cold winds and his legs shook beneath him.

Ach sheas sé ann, ag cuimhneamh ar an ngrá a bhí aige do Shaoirse.

But he stood there, thinking of the love he had for Saoirse.

Bhí croí Cillian ag bualadh go tapa, cosúil le neart na dtonn thíos faoi.

Cillian's heart was beating fast, like the strength of the waves below.

Mheas sé gur fiú é.

He thought it was worth it.

“Cillian!” a ghlaoigh Saoirse.

"Cillian!" called Saoirse.

Chonacthas sí go raibh sí beagán imníoch, mar a bhí a fhios aici go maith faoi shaincheist Cillian le airde.

She seemed a bit anxious, as she knew well about Cillian's issue with heights.

Bhí deifir ina súile.

There was urgency in her eyes.

“Táim ceart go leor,” a d'fhreagair Cillian, cé go raibh eagla air.

"I'm okay," replied Cillian, though he was afraid.

Thóg sé aer domhain isteach.

He took a deep breath.

“Bhuel, tá cúis eile anois go bhfuil muid anseo ag na haillte.”

"Well, there's another reason we're here at the cliffs."

Bhí Saoirse in éad, ní raibh sí soiléir céard a bhí ag dul ar aghaidh.

Saoirse was puzzled, not clear on what was happening.

Chonaic sí Cillian go tobann ag dul ar a glúin.

She suddenly saw Cillian drop to one knee.

D’oscail sé bosca beag.

He opened a little box.

“Saoirse,” a dúirt sé, agus a croí lán d’eagla agus dóchais, “an bpósfaidh tú mé?”

"Saoirse," he said, his heart full of fear and hope, "will you marry me?"

D’fhéach Saoirse air ar feadh soicind, agus ansin bualadh as a deora gruama.

Saoirse looked at him for a second, and then she burst into happy tears.

“Cillian! Is cinnte! Sea!” a scread sí, agus thóg siad an beirt acu seisean.

"Cillian! Of course! Yes!" she shouted, and the two of them embraced.

Bhí áthas ina súile ag Aisling ag an n-imeall.

There was joy in Aisling's eyes at the edge.

Bhí a fhios aici go ndearna Cillian rud an-chrógach.

She knew Cillian had done something very brave.

Brúigh Cillian an eagla ar leataobh, agus anois bhí confidence nua aige.

Cillian pushed his fear aside, and now he had a newfound confidence.

Bhí sé níos láidre ná riamh.

He was stronger than ever.

Chuaigh an grúpa ar ais ón gcéadollach, go léir sásta le chéile, na gaotha fós ag séideadh mar nár cheannaigh rud ar bith.

The group headed back from the cliff, all happy together, the winds still blowing as if nothing had happened.

Bhí a fhios acu gurbh é seo tús nua – Cillian agus Saoirse le chéile, níos láidre fós ach gníomh dána a bhí teorainneacha na heagla briseadh.

They knew this was a new beginning – Cillian and Saoirse together, even stronger after a bold act that broke the bounds of fear.

Anois, bhí a gcroíthe ina thaithí nua eile i gciorcal grá.

Now, their hearts were opened to another new experience in the circle of love.