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A Cairn warrior in his harness feeling fury and frenzy.
His silky top had blood stained stretched across his pecks.
His tartan had lines of symmetry running and west.
An embellished shield an iron face was embraced in his left hand.

- Eremon (Chieftain of Cairn):]
"I thee, o' victorious, I'm skirmishing...at the lift!"
"I thee, o' victorious, I'm skirmishing...by the dark!"

He to feed the fire,
As gained him a home -
He veered the pyres,
The Son of sat enthroned.
An iron gaped toward the sky,
With oak wood and leather
Reprisal the way to his mind,
And so it did.

[Cairn Question of Vindication:]
"C ag dul amarach?" ("Where are we marching tomorrow?")

- Ioldnach:]
A shield with an iron face towards the sky,
The of a man is never going to die.
A falcon gawks back at the armor -
On the wing, yet on the hour.

Bridge - Eremon (Chieftain of Cairn)]