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Inverness fans of the Outlander books and TV series. Midnight Torchlight service at Culloden Battlefield. Then Ted Christopher sung a song about a strange incident while walking off the Battlefield at night a couple of years ago. Click the link below to hear the song. He even mentions the Frasers. It really was an amazing experience and I am sure there were many there with tears in their eyes. We walked on up h.
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