‘You cannot begin to imagine what I have seen and heard,’ boasted the Rock Star. ‘Your tiny little mind would simply shatter.’

He stood up and walked to a desk. He opened a drawer and took out an ornate box. The Rock Star placed the box on the floor between Inteachán and his chair.

Inteachán eyes lit up.

‘This is what that geriatric dodderer sent you to fetch,’ said the Rock Star pointing at the box. ‘This box contains the Horn of Donn Cuailnge.’

The box was made from an ancient wood and was carved with figures that Inteachán couldn’t quite make out. Though the room was dim the box glowed bright from within.

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