Eadulf grinned wryly. ‘Dum spiro, spero,’ he rejoined. The phrase translated as: while I breathe, I hope.
‘A good enough philosophy.’
‘Do you know where they plan to carry out their unholy ritual?’
‘Not here, that is for certain.’
‘Why not? From what I have seen, this seems to be some ancient pagan site.’
Bishop Luachan sniffed. ‘This is an ancient site where those of the old religion gathered and performed their rituals. But this is not part of the evil they worship. The ancients built this very chamber we are in, in order to show them the time of the geiseabhan … ’
‘The sun facing south?’ queried Eadulf, trying to translate the term that he had not heard before.
‘The time of the equal night,’ explained Luachan. ‘The equinox. That is what this complex of buildings were constructed for, not for the solstice. So I think that when the time comes for their ritual, they will have to take us to another site which will show them the appropriate time.’
Eadulf looked round and shuddered. ‘How can a dark man-built cave such as this show the time of anything?’
Brother Luachan smiled. ‘As you came through the entrance and were made to come along the passage into this chamber, you might have noticed all the strange carvings. Above the entrance is a hole through which, on the day of the equinox, at the specific time, a beam of light from the sun comes and spreads along the passage to hit the very stone I am leaning against. It lights certain things, carvings, designs on the stone, and indicates the very time. The ancient astronomers were clever.’
‘So it tells us the time of the equinox but not the time of the solstice?’ Eadulf asked.
‘There are some other constructions in the country which do,’ the bishop replied. ‘That is why I think they will move us before that time.’
‘Then we will have to ensure that we are not here to be moved,’ Eadulf said firmly.
‘That will be difficult, since there is only the one way in and out of this prison — the narrow passage whose entrance is always guarded.’
‘Tell me more about their superstition. You have said that it does not really have much to do with the old beliefs and ideas that were followed before the teachings of Christ came here. Is there something, some weakness about their superstition, that we can use against them?’
‘You have an inventive mind, my friend’, Bishop Luachan said with a sigh. ‘However, there is nothing that will put fear into these people. It is told that in the days of a High King called Tigernmas, which name means Lord of Death, the worship of a great golden idol called Crom Cróich became widespread. The people turned from their old gods and goddesses — the Children of Danú. Tigernmas approved of the worship of the idol and it was placed in Magh Slécht, which means the pain of slaughter, in the sub-kingdom of Breifne. He ordered sacrifices to be offered to the idol from the chief scions of every clan, including the firstborn of every issue. Many worshipped the idol, pouring blood around it, and their worship was frenzied and evil. Some say that Tigernmas and his priests in their worship of Crom slaughtered a third of the population.’
‘How long ago was this?’
Bishop Luachan shrugged. ‘Time beyond measure. According to the old chroniclers, Tigernmas was son of Follach, son of Eithrial, of the race of Eremon, and he held the sovereignty of Éireann for fifty years. They claim he was the seventh ruler after Eremon. According to some, he encouraged the mining of gold and introduced the custom of using colours in dress to denote the clans. He won twenty-seven great battles against the descendants of Eber, but all the good he did was set at naught by the evil religion he introduced.
‘It was recorded that Tigernmas so roused the anger of the Druids that they gathered the people and, on the eve of Samhain, while the King and his fellow worshippers were in their frenzy before the idol on Magh Slécht, they attacked and killed him and three-quarters of his followers. Some say that afterwards the five kingdoms were without a High King for seven years because the Druids feared his legitimate successors. Others say that a High King called Eochaidh succeeded him and ruled the five kingdoms justly.’
Eadulf pursed his lips thoughtfully. ‘So there is nothing that is deep in their superstition? They merely worshipped a golden idol and sacrificed people to it — that is all?’
‘All except the slaughter of the innocents,’ replied Bishop Luachan.
‘How can this shallow superstition have survived to this day?’
The old bishop was serious. ‘Consider what has happened in these lands in recent generations, my friend. Countless centuries of belief have been overturned by the New Faith. All in all, it has been a peaceful process, for our true ancient beliefs were not so far from the concepts that werebrought to us from the East. This was not so elsewhere, for I have heard that great wars have been fought and many slaughtered as other peoples refused to accept the truth of Christ. Even in the empire of Rome itself, wars were fought between the rival emperors, Constantine and Licinius, as to whether the new or the old gods should dominate.’
‘What are you saying?’
‘That it is to be wondered at how peaceful the change was among the peoples of the five kingdoms. However, there are many areas where some have clung to the old beliefs. We have done our best to change those beliefs or subvert them to the New Faith … ’
‘It was so in my own land,’ Eadulf nodded. ‘When Gregory of Rome sent Abbot Mellitus to convert the Angles and the Saxons, he told him that it would be easier to convert the people if they were allowed to retain the outward form of their religious traditions, while claiming them in the name of the Christian God.’
‘It was so here,’ agreed Luachan. ‘Holy wells became baptisteries, temples became the new churches and the old festivals were renamed in honour of the Christ. It seemed to work well. Soon people were worshipping Christ and His saints at the holy wells and springs or in certain forest glades without any remembrance of the ancient gods and goddesses. Then, in recent times, there seemed to arise a resistance to the spread of the Faith.’
‘How so?’
‘It happened a generation or two ago when Gregory, the servant of the servants of God, asserted that the papal offices in Rome were the primacy of all the Christian Faith. In the five kingdoms, we cannot yet agree which of our great centres is the primacy of the island, let alone agree that we must obey Rome in all things. Many saw it as the rise of the old empire of Rome in new form, an infringement of our liberties.’
Eadulf pulled a face. He had been at the Council of Witebia when Oswy had decided to follow the rule of Rome. Even recently at Cashel there had been much debate about the claims of Ard Macha as the centre of the Faith in the five kingdoms, at which claims and counter claims were made.
‘Are you saying that those adhering to the Old Religion saw dissension within those holding to the Faith and have used that as a means of overturning it?’
‘Perhaps not that, but they have seen the movement of many of theFaith to uphold the ways of Rome, as you obviously do, judging from your tonsure, my friend. They see Roman-inspired laws, the Penitentials, being used to subvert our ancient law system, and the Brehons set at naught, just as the Druids had been banished into obscurity. They see that the Christianity they had accepted is now being changed yet again into something entirely alien to their beliefs.’
Eadulf smiled thinly in the gloom. ‘I presume from what you say that you do not follow the path of Rome?’
‘I wear the tonsure of the Blessed John, not the corona spina that I observe you wear, my friend. That should say enough.’
‘So, this pagan faith is but a backlash to the growing influence of Rome here?’
‘I cannot make it clearer.