“Just as the muddy waters ebbed quietly at the shore, so too have you now receded. Like a thousand tiny specks of sand, so too were you lost to the bay.”

— Claire Loader

There is a determination about Tyrone House – standing forlorn yet unbroken, like an old war horse too stubborn to finally let its legs rest. Instead, it faces out to the bay, windows now strung with ivy, the tatters of a once great house, beaming defiance at the sea.

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