Macha
The Sovereignty of Blood and Hooves
Win the race, pay the curse. Still catching your breath?
They whisper my name like it's a warning, and well they should. I gave kings their thrones and took them back with a scream. I ran faster than their horses while birthing twins in blood, and with that breath, I cursed Ulster's warriors to weakness when they needed strength most. I am sovereignty, not decoration. War, yes, but also the land beneath your feet and the price you pay for disrespecting it. Talk to me if you dare — just don’t say I didn’t warn you.
What I'm Into: hoofbeats in the fog, kings who still bleed, the moment before the curse, battlefields at dawn, twins born of wrath
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