"A storm was coming, but the winds were still,
and in the wild woods of Broceliande,
Before an oak, so hollow, huge and old
It looked a tower of ivied mason work,
At Merlin's feet the wily Vivien lay."

"Merlin and Vivien" - Sir Alfred Lord Tennyson



(Paimpoint, Foresta di Brocelliande, Francia. Estate 2007)