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The Drowned Bell of Brittany

The Drowned Bell of Brittany

In the days when the saints still wandered in sandals and spoke with stones, there stood a village on the edge of the Breton coast called Ys-meur. It was not rich, but it had a chapel whose bell was said to have been cast from silver tears and blessed by Saint Winwaloe himself. This bell did not toll for time
The Island That Vanishes at Dawn

The Island That Vanishes at Dawn

Fishermen from Douarnenez used to speak of it over cider and salt-flecked bread, a green island that shimmered beyond the horizon only in the blue hour before sunrise. Not on any map, not reachable by compass, they called it L’Île de Nullepart, the Island of Nowhere. Some claimed it was

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