Pentre Ifan by Christian Donovan

. The path through bracken bog pulsates to bone on snakeskin, shakes with each sombre drumbeat. . Six shoulders stretcher a corpse from Carn Ingli, Angel Mountain towards the ancestral resting place. . Behind them a cortege straggles, stumbles on heather ribs, mumbles chants to compassionate gods. . An auroch horn wails on the wind,...

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