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“Gli uomini dell'Isola dei Potenti scesero a terra. Tirarono in secca le loro navi presso la foce del fiume Boyne, il dolce corso d'acqua che prende nome da un'antica Dea, madre di Angus degli Uccelli. Il fiume scorre a poca distanza da Tara dei Re, e passa vicino a Brug na Boinne, la splendida tomba di pietra che potrebbe essere più antica della più antica piramide d'Egitto. Una cosa è certa: non per Matholuch, né per altri re suoi pari, venne costruita quella tomba.”

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The Children of Llyr

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