As with everything, it is slowly crumbling into the sea and land, as nature retakes that which was lost.

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In so many ways, this MOC is a beginning and end. While I was married, the majority of my collection sat in storage. The marriage is being dissolved, and I made some pretty drastic life changes. One of the benefits of this is that my collection is once again out and workable.
My very first MOC that I posted here at Classic Castle was the Ruins of Mourning. This is a nice parallel to that. It was totally unintentional, but welcome nonetheless. Ironically, the MOC can represent so may things in my life this last year.
I've actually been working on this for ages, but photography is a bit difficult without a decent light source. So there are no "overall" photos, but hey. I work with what I got.
For those of you that are curious, there are fifteen Claymore blades in this MOC.
Comments, questions, queries, and criticism are welcome!