Creag nan Uamh

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Bella Caledonia
Creag nan Uamh

The stag knew I was there. He could smell me but it didn’t discourage him. He stood at the mouth of the cave and roared. I was inside the bell of his voice, the cave ringing with it. It was dark, but there was moon enough to mark the shadow of his antlers on the […]

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Bella Caledonia
Creag nan Uamh