If anyone doubts this is true, the stumps of ancient wildwood trees still protrude from the peat here.

The evidence is all there, right in front of us, once we open our eyes.
At first glance, a quintessentially beautiful Irish landscape.

But in reality, it's a deadzone. The graveyard of a once species-rich Atlantic rainforest wonderland, smothered under sheep and, in the distance, sitka.

We are, however, waking to just how much has been stolen from us.

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