The snowdrops at Skipness castle, bright white pearls in the grass.
Where Kilbrannan Sound meets the Sound of Bute the ocean sparkles and the wind bites at the castle walls where the ghosts of the Campbells still stare steadily out to Arran across the deep green waves.
Forevermore they will be there with fluttering pennants and bright red hair, this clan so proud, under the sky, aside the Sound.
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