ughhhhhhhhh, her. Gartloch, Scotland, United Kingdom

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ughhhhhhhhh, her. Gartloch, Scotland, United Kingdom
Craeth and Adrin
"... Have you heard any of the Tales of the Gods? The tale of Craeth and Adrin?" She questioned, turning to him.
“No... I have not.” The raven admitted quietly, crossing his arms.
"Do you know of our religion?" She inquired, tilting her head to the side. "Craeth is the goddess of Death and Adrin, the god of War."
“...” Onyx listened to the girl speak as he walked forwards into the home, looking around curiously as he allowed Octavia’s words to soak. He turned to her, addressing her questions. “I know nothing more than that single lesson we shared back in the forest... I’m sure not many people have heard of your religious practices.” The raven reminded Octavia, “Though... The ancient gods and goddesses are bound to have roots in any religion. I’d love to hear about yours.”
“It is said that Adrin was a fierce warrior in days of old. He assisted any army that gave him offerings and praised him in war time. Once, while assisting my people against the humans he plunged his dagger into the belly of the last human. He knelt down as the man lay there, dying. Adrin asked the man if he had any final words but both were cut off by a loud, high pitched scream. That meant SHE was there In a flash of blurred black and white, the goddess came. Craeth of death had arrived for the human army. Their souls ascended from their bodies and she beckoned them to follow here for their time was done here. Adrin could only stare at the woman, this goddess with great appreciation. Never had he seen power so beautiful, a woman so alluring. He would claim so to her as she worked. The goddess did not return his feelings, however. She was merely here for business and nothing more. He could not have what he believed his heart wanted. She left, blocked by a sea of mans’ ghosts his heart ached to see a soul depart this world for the first time since he’d wielded a blade...there is more but my point is that Kurt is not in love with you so much as what you do. You travel, you live a free life...that is what he loves just as Adrin loved Craeth for her power.”
Gartloch asylum, 2015
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Layers of Gartloch Asylum on Flickr.
I visited Gartloch Asylum today to suss out the situation for a longer, more detailed urban exploration. I was astonished at the sheer size of the site but also how grand the buildings are. My favourite asylum I have visited so far.
A little history...
http://www.hiddenglasgow.com/Asylums/Gartloch.htm
Gartloch Hospital - Glasgow, Scotland by Bora Horza