Tuatha De Danann- Cauldron of Dughda
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Última publicación dom, abr 6, 2014
Have you ever thought of how you’d die? I have. Death by fire is supposedly the most painful, having your flesh burned off of you. To have the fire fry your nerves and vaporize your brain. Second I guess would be drowning. The panic of feeling your lungs filling with water. But I guess once your body used up the oxygen it’d be just like falling asleep.
Now just because I think about death doesn’t mean that I want to die. I just feel that you should think about all the possibilities of life. For instance I always figured that when I died it would be a quiet event. That I’d pass away quietly at night with my loved ones around me. Never did I think that my death would be violent. But I guess that’s what happens when your immortal.
My name is Rhoswen, I am a decendent of the Tuatha De Danann race that ruled over Ireland centeries ago. This is the story about how I found out who I was and how I became immortal.
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