RATH in Annaghad

Annaghad holds a abandoned rath, a circular earthwork where ordinary life once turned to ritual or defence. The land remembers pressure, not praise. A person may have stood at its edge, watched the sky change, and wondered whether the structure was made for humans or whether humans made themselves worthy of it. That much is still possible. The soil keeps the shape, but the meaning has gone quiet. What remains is a boundary drawn in dirt, waiting for someone honest enough to see it without inventing a god.