ghuibhasan

Updated: August 2, 2026

We had thought first of pushing across the glen, over the river, through Corrie Ghuibhasan, and into the Black Mount; but the journey in a night like what was now fallen was not to be attempted. On the hills beyond the river the dog-fox barked with constancy, his vixen screeching like a child signs of storm that no one dare gainsay.

Neil Munro - John Splendid: The Tale of a Poor Gentleman, and the Little Wars of Lorn