Built on Hunger
Commissioned in 1782 by Sir Hector Munro, the monument was more than vanity. It was employment—granted not out of kindness, but control. Men broke stone not to eat, but to build a replica of an Indian gate. This is history in a wick: rough, unromantic, true.


A Monument in Wax
The Fyrish Monument stands over the Cromarty Firth—imposing, impractical, and unmistakable. This candle captures its cold dignity: smoke from a peat fire, rain on stone, and the ghost of firs long cut. A scent that remembers the land and what was done to it.
What Remains
When the fires die out and the stone gathers lichen, some things persist. Fyrish is still climbed. Still questioned. This candle holds that paradox: the beauty of something no longer serving its intended purpose, yet still here. Still burning.

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