The Fior-lar in the last story could never stay in its field after sunset. The moment the sun went down, the mare raced across the field madly to the home of the owner. There it stood on a broad flag about six feet square outside the back door. Once its hoofs rested on this flag, the spirit could not harm it. The people of the time often wondered what was beneath this flag to protect it. Many would say that it must have been something sacred.