On the western end of the Bay of Saint-Brieuc, Côtes d’Armor, lies a beautiful island next to the small coastal city of Ploubazlanec. By committing to the Cape of Arcouest you reach the pier for a few minutes crossing. And the scenery begins, enchanting and brutal.
Massive disproportionate rocks appear to have been carved by erosion. Or were they carved by some kind of giants? Their surprising forms, evocative or perfectly identifiable are too numerous to be attributed to chance, which, as everyone knows, does not exist.
Mila Zahno is sharing her emotion and some valuable discoveries.
Son of the Sun is a world title in antiquity. The Hyperboree sun, of course.
From afar, travelers to Emesa went to the high silhouette of the temple of Elagabal
... or the Sacre of the Sun: illuminated by lightning at age 13, Emperor of…
At night, the unconscious transmits truths "dressed" by the brain when you wake up
There are two dragons: the monster, very real long ago, and the inner beast...