Resumo de As Brumas De Avalon ( I Volume

This book takes its author to many sources of research. Its first citation its grandfather, Jonh Roscoe Conklin, that gave to an old used unit of the Story edition of the King Arthur to it, of Sidney Lanier, that says to have read as much time that it arrived to decorate it, before having ten years of age. Mrs. of the Morgana Magic speaks... In life they had called me many things: sister, loving, priestess, mago, queen. In the truth, I now arrived to be mago, and will be able to come a time where such things must be known. Truily, however, I believe that the Christians will say the last word. The world of the fairies moves away each time more of that one where Christ predominates. It swims I have against the Christ, only against its priests, who call the Great Goddess Demon and deny its power in the world. They allege that, in maximo, this power was of Satã. Or they dress it with a blue mantle of Mrs. de Nazaré - really powerful, to its way -, that they say was always virgin. But what she can a virgin know of the hurts and drudgeries of the humanity? E now the world this changed and Arthur - my brother, loving mine, king who were and king who will be - is died (the people says that it sleeps) in the sacred island of Avalon, are necessary to count the things before the priests of the White Christ spread for all part oe its saints and its legends. He had a time where a traveller, if had disposal and knew some secrets, could take its bark to the sacred island of Avalon, this because at the time, the gates between the worlds became vacant with the mist and was opened after an other. This is the great secret, known of all the scholars at the time. The priests, believing that this would intervene with the power of its god, who created the world to be definitively invariant, had closed the gates (that they had never been gates, except in the mind of the men). To weigh of the counted historias, never I used the black of one of its monjas-slaves. If the cortesões of Arthur in Camelot had made of me this juizo (always I used the black clothes of the Great Mother in its disguise of mago), to the end of reinaldo of Arthur, inclined the head to the conveniences as never it would have made my great Mrs. Viviane, Lady of the Lake, that after me was the biggest friend of Arthur and if it later transformed its enemy greater also after me. The fight, however, finished. I could finally greet Arthur, in its agony, not as my enemy and enemy of the Goddess, but only as my brother, as man who went to die and needed aid of the Mother, for which all come back. Until secerdotes they know of this, with its always virgin Maria in its blue mantle, therefore it in the hour of the death, if transforms into the Mother of the World. Arthur at last lay with the head in my col, seeing me not as sister, loving or enemy, but only as mago, priestess, Lady of the Lake; he rested, therefore in the chest of the Great Mother of where he was born for who all the men come back. While I guided the bark that took it for the true sacred island in the world of the darknesses, that is beyond ours, for island of Avalon, where now few beyond me, could go imagined it sorry of the enmity appeared between us. One day the priests will count this history, such as they know it. Perhaps between the two if truth flashings posam to perceive algun. What the priest does not know, with its Vardade Ùnica, is that true history does not exist total. The truth has many faces and resembles it the old road that leads the Avalon. Plus this it is my truth, I, that I am Morgana, I count these things to you, Morgana, that in more recent times was called Morgana the Fairy.

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