Aithne O'Caiside

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D\xe9anfaidh m\xe9 mo naimhde grind chun deannaigh.
Fi\xfa i b\xe1s n\xed bheidh m\xe9 a shealbh\xfa.

~ Aithne O'Caiside
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Seasamh m\xe9 ar imeall geal ama.
Is neamhbh\xe1smhaireachta mo ghr\xe1sta a sh\xe1bh\xe1il.
For\xe9igean mo bheannacht.

Gr\xe1 dom, mar t\xe1 m\xe9 tairisceana.
Eagla orm, mar t\xe1 m\xe9 uaf\xe1sach.

~ Aithne O'Caiside
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A terrible roar surrounds me; the heat sears my skin. Time draws as my flesh strips away and darkness implodes from brilliance.

I awake naked, fresh from dreams of a life no longer mine, and stare out upon the tempestuous stars.

What, now, shall be my destiny?

I will chase Death to the ends of eternity,
Rip Him bone from bone,
Turn the Scythe upon Him until truth bleeds from His skull.

I am Immortal.

I shall have answers.