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At the heart of the caern, where stones remember names the wind has forgotten, the Neamh Mairbh reclines over the fallen body.

The peat-soil still holds warmth beneath him.

There is no blessing and no lament.

The cycle has been kept.

The threshold has been reached.

 

She who fell, returned to the earth before her time, fills the nostrils of the pale, cruel being.

Blood sealed its course.

Flesh was claimed.

Hunger was answered.

 

Unmoving, the creature moves slowly, eternal, guttural. Life drains away; the predator remains.

Thus it was spoken.

Thus it shall be remembered.

Thus the world endures while the stones do not fall.

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5onHLICxgc

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Backdrop: The Bearded Guy, Hostil Ruins. maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Moonwall/169/121/32

 

Throne (and responsable for the pose animation): Q, Celtic Throne. Available in Progeny Mall. maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/ALEGRIA/217/219/1007

 

Corpse: Evelinn Slade. Unnavailable for all, except me.

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Uploaded on January 30, 2026