SCP-5819
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SCP-5819, depicted on a seventeenth century map of Europe.

Item #: SCP-5819

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: During Manifestation Events, all passenger vessels travelling within 50 km of SCP-5819 are to be redirected. All satellite imagery taken between the hours of 00:00 and 11:59 GMT during manifestation events are to be edited, with all images of SCP-5819 removed. Any suspected civilian sightings of SCP-5819 are to be intercepted by Mobile Task Force Omega-54 ('The Flying Dutchman'), with Class-A amnestics administered to all witnesses. Any anomalous items discovered on SCP-5819 are to be transported to Site-234's Containment Wing. Information and technology may only be exchanged with SCP-5819 inhabitants with Overseer approval. Information and technology may only be exchanged with SCP-5819 inhabitants with approval from the Overseers Council.

Description: SCP-5819 is an island with an area of 750 km², located roughly 300 km off the west coast of Ireland. SCP-5819 has been depicted on maps dating as far back as the thirteenth century, where it has been variously identified by names such as Bracile, Brasil and Hy-Brasil. Archeological evidence suggests that SCP-5819 has been inhabited since at least the third millennium BCE, and is currently populated by approximately 30,000 non-anomalous humans.

SCP-5819 generally occupies a Category VII pocket dimension. While in this state, travel to and from SCP-5819 is impossible through non-anomalous means, and the area occupied by SCP-5819 is instead covered by water. Despite its extradimensional status, SCP-5819 is affected by local meteorological and seasonal patterns. Although SCP-5819 receives a severely decreased amount of sunlight, native plant and animal life have not been observed to experience any adverse effects.

SCP-5819 will transition to external reality for a 24 hour period once every four years, hereafter referred to as a Manifestation Event. Individuals born on SCP-5819 that are not present on the island at the time of demanifestation will vanish from their present location, and reappear at a random point on SCP-5819's shoreline. Each Manifestation Event is concurrent with the appearance of SCP-5819-A, a species of anomalous flowering plant (colloquially known as bloodblossoms) noted for its strong hallucinogenic properties and medicinal, which blooms solely during Manifestation Events.

The inhabitants of SCP-5819 speak a previously unknown Goedelic language (structurally similar to Old Irish), and the island is politically unified under an absolute monarchy, the incumbent ruler being King Finn XII. While historical records suggest numerous attempts at Christianization between the tenth and eleventh centuries, the inhabitants of SCP-5819 continue to practice a form of Celtic polytheism to the present day.

Due to its isolation, SCP-5819 has experienced no significant social or technological progression beyond an Iron Age level of development, although the Foundation has slowly introduced its inhabitants to modern medicine, and provided limited information regarding the state of the wider world, which few of the island's inhabitants have demonstrated interest in. The inhabitants of SCP-5819 celebrate the date of each manifestation event as Dyrmud's Day, a holiday named in honor of a former king. This date is typically marked by the island's inhabitants with music, dancing, feasting, and consumption of alcohol and SCP-5819-A

Addendum-1: The following is an account of the life and reign of King Dyrmud, provided by the Foundation's Department of Mythology and Folkloristics. All information is derived from SCP-5819 sources.

King Dyrmud

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SCP-5819's royal coat of arms.

The mythical King Dyrmud is identified as the final king of SCP-5819 to rule prior to the manifestation of its anomalous properties. Sources consistently describe Dyrmud as a fair and just king, who was born on a leap day, and as a result, aged only one year for every four, later earning him the moniker Dyrmud the Ageless.

Dyrmud is said to have had six wives, each of whom he married six years apart. The first of these, Una, was an elderly witch who used a magical potion to obtain the young king's love, which caused her to appear young and beautiful. Unfortunately, this ability did not extend to her reflection, and once Dyrmud caught sight of his new wife's reflection in an ancient mirror he received as a wedding gift, he demanded an immediate separation. The heartbroken Una subsequently took her own life, although not before placing a terrible curse upon Dyrmud, causing any woman he fell in love with to die tragically.

The names of several of Dyrmud's lovers have been lost to time, although one is said to have died from hysterical laughter at the antics of a royal jester, while another is reported to have having died after being accidentally beheaded by a bronze sliotar1, after which Dyrmud never picked up his hurling stick again. His fourth lover is claimed to have died from shock upon seeing the size of her husband's genitals, while his fifth, described as having possessed the fairest voice in all the land, was fatally attacked by a wild hound that had mistaken her beautiful singing for that of a swan (having realized its tragic mistake, the remorseful beast then threw itself into a nearby lake). Dyrmud's final (and best-remembered) spouse, Queen Caomha, was not exempt from this curse. Unlike Dyrmud's prior spouses, Caomhe was a widow, and had previously bore three sons, and now desired nothing more than a baby girl. The queen prayed to the island's fertility goddess twelve nights in succession, pleading that she deliver her a child. This resulted in the queen giving birth to twelve beautiful daughters all at once, dying shortly afterwards. Having lost many lovers throughout the years, Dyrmud was fiercely protective of his thirteen daughters, refusing to marry them off to any of his kingdom's noblemen.

One day, the king (who was now nearing a hundred years old chronologically, although was physically in his twenties) returned from his hunt to find his palace had been ransacked by a race of barbaric invaders, hailing from a mysterious northern land (identified in some texts as the legendary Hyperborea) where the sun does not rise, the stars cannot shine, and the Moon is too frightened to show her face. This date is remembered in local literature as the Day of the Ravens, as it is said that every raven in the land perched atop King Dyrmud's palace that day, as a stark omen of events to come. With his daughters captured, his finest soldiers dead and his people hopelessly outnumbered, Dyrmud set out for a nearby nearby temple, where he prayed to the gods, begging them for the strength to defeat his kingdom's invaders.

The gods saw Dyrmud's plight, and after witnessing the barbarity of the islands' attackers, transferred a tiny spark of divine power into the young king's body. Immediately, King Dyrmud underwent a monstrous transformation, growing five times larger and ten times stronger, his glance capable of inducing fatal seizures in his foes, and his mere touch capable of melting the flesh from their bones. Dyrmud single-handedly slaughtered countless waves of warriors, and with his heightened vision, spied the ship carrying his captured daughters, who were to be sold into slavery. Dyrmud magically caused the ship to erupt into flames, and turned all twelve of his daughters into beautiful swans, thus allowing for their escape.

While his domain was safe once more, the gods' divine spark had taken its toll on the young king's health: the powers of a deity are not meant to reside within a mortal framework, and by the time the last ship had retreated from the island's shore, King Dyrmud was at death's door. With his last ounce of supernatural strength, Dyrmud threw his black cloak around his entire kingdom, magically sealing it from the rest of the world, and protecting it from all future threats. As he died, Dyrmud's vital fluids turned to bloodblossoms, and it is said that every leap year, his swan daughters lift this mighty veil for a single day, allowing the flowers to bloom, and the light of of the sun to shine upon the king's subjects.

Addendum-2: On 10-09-1910, a human corpse was discovered buried in an unmarked grave beneath a small field of bloodblossoms in SCP-5819's northmost province. The body was estimated to be close to one thousand years old, and showed signs of fourth degree burns, and multiple cancerous growths were found on the face, limbs and genitals. Attempts to remove this corpse for further study by His Majesty's Foundation for the Secure Containment of the Paranormal (HMFSCP) resulted in the spontaneous manifestation of numerous swans, who proceeded to claw and bite all personnel present. This attack resulted in the death of one HMFSCP staff member, and several personnel receiving moderate to severe injuries. No further attempts to remove this corpse (now designated SCP-5819-B) from its place of burial are to take place.

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