According to the Celtic tradition, in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean lies an island called Avalon, where dwell the souls of morti.Si tale that the island is ruled by eternal spring and the sea around it is lush calmo.Foreste perpetually furrowed by rivers slow to cover the vast stretch and in this place of joy where there is pain, but reigns 'equality, trapassati.Vi roam the souls of the living and one being the legendary King Arthur, that when the time comes, will leave the island to return to Britain to lift his people and avenge his nemici.Ancor 'today in Britain is believed that the souls of the dead s'involino once a year to the island to rally to the king and show him their loyalty and the area from which they are intended to start is the Bay of the dead, where they are the bravest world.and fishermen once a year, the day of the dead, all the fishermen of the village if they are locked in their homes waiting for the call of the predestined for the trip, until someone knocks at a door three shots. The choice comes down to the beach, pushing the boat in the water and began to row, so he knows that's not going to happen to male.Il rower sees no one but the boat is getting heavier and are beginning to hear voices, whispers, sospiri.Egli not stop rowing, while the sky is blanched. Suddenly the boat again becomes light, voices and moaning ceased, while a song seems to come from lontano.E as the sun draws the horizon, the island is shining on the boat mare.La then slips away and then come to light, while a ribbon light rises from the souls of the departed essa.Sono Avalon toward reaching eternal peace and the rowing machine greets the spirits of his ancestors, and draws back the bow to return to the world of the living.
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