Mist falls overnight in sheets of uniform white
So that in the morning it covers the ground
Sacred lands are given soft silken blankets
For the island of Avalon is truly golden
Avalon displays proof of the creator's delight
There is only silence, not a single soundLife upon the island is serene, thankful
Children born upon the island are the chosen
There is only glorious joy here
As the Fae give care and love
To every single child
Raising them to adulthood
In love, glory and beauty
Hic jacet sepultus inclitus rex Arturius in insula Avalonia.
"Here lies entombed the renowned king Arthur in the island of Avalon."
