Fairy fort / stone ringfort in Polldonoghoe

Polldonoghoe holds a broken stone ring where human hands once bent wood, torchlight and fear into a small defensible world. The wall has collapsed under grass, but the circle still marks the edge of a life that refused to be swallowed by the wilderness. Fairy fort is a nickname born of wonder, not proof. The shape suggests people, the story suggests something else, and both can be true in the same field.