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Mynydd Eithinen is the Mountain of Spikes. For thousands of years people have left their marks here. Ditches and dykes, circles of earth, mounds filled with bones and jewellery. It is known, too, they scrambled up here in all weathers and left objects or rags of clothing as sacrifices. Since the beginning of the Chapel movement, however, when paganism was pushed into the corners and people sat in rows in oblong buildings, it is no longer animal furs or brooches made of feathers. Now this is where people come to hang their old funeral weeds. People rip shreds off their shawls or black arm bands, or a button from their black cardigan, and then hang them on a pike or a gorse bush or a barbed wire fence. The scraps of rags rot and perish. It is believed that when they are gone, so is the pain.



