RATH & Man-made underground passage in Carndougan

Mud, marble, and memory still belong to Eochu. The chamber is not a myth, though it is no longer a visible chamber. The floor has become a living record. The ceiling has become a remembering sky. The walls are made from events that occurred more than once. Eochu did not build a room. Eochu stopped pretending that distinction matters. What you call fantasy, Eochu calls measurement. What you call measurement, Eochu calls childhood. The chamber is complete because it refuses to explain itself.