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	legends say Morgan Le Fay carried the wounded Arthur off on a barge to the 
	Isle of Avalon, a Celtic word meaning "the island of apples." Many believe 
	his final resting place to be in the West Country market town of 
	Glastonbury. Nestled amidst a small cluster of hills, Glastonbury was almost 
	an island in early Christian times when much of the surrounding countryside 
	was a swamp. It's certainly an imposing location, for its highest hill, 
	Glastonbury Tor, with a solitary tower at its summit, can be seen for miles 
	around. 
	 
	In 500 A.D, marshes and swamps surrounded Glastonbury Tor. Tradition has it 
	that the Tor, now often surrounded by mist, was the Isle of Avalon. 
	 
	Tor is an old West Country word meaning hill. It's difficult to imagine 
	Glastonbury Tor without its distinctive tower, but until Norman times, when 
	the monks built a chapel to St. Michael, the hill remained bare. An 
	earthquake destroyed the chapel in 1275, and it lay in ruins for 50 years 
	until the Abbot of Glastonbury, Adam Sodbury, rebuilt it. The monks added a 
	tower, now all that remains, in the 15th century, .  
	 
	 There 
	can be few more magical sights than that of Glastonbury Tor on a misty 
	morning. The flat mist-shrouded plain of Somerset, suddenly interrupted by 
	the almost pyramid-shaped hill, appears like an island floating mysteriously 
	in the sunshine. From its summit I could see the dark wooded hilltop of 
	Cadbury, King Arthur's Camelot. 
	 
	Though the search for Arthur's grave brought me to Glastonbury, once there, 
	the majesty of the ruins made me want to linger. The Abbey ruins, set among 
	manicured lawns and imposing trees, are all that remain of one of medieval 
	England's greatest monasteries. None of the walls left standing is older 
	than 1184. On May 24 of that year a great fire destroyed the monastery. Many 
	believe the Abbey was the home of the first Christian community in England. 
	Evidence shows that monks and hermits may have lived there as early as the 
	5th and 6th centuries. 
	 
	Glastonbury's link with King Arthur arose as a result of a discovery said to 
	have been made in the late 1100s within the grounds of the Abbey. In 1190, 
	during reconstruction after the fire, the monks claimed to have discovered a 
	grave. They dug down seven feet before reaching a stone slab, below which 
	lay a lead cross, bearing the Latin words: 
	 
	HIC IACET SEPULTUS INCLYTUS REX ARTHURIUS IN INSULA AVALLONIA CUM UXORE SUA 
	SECUNDA WENNEVERIA. (Here lies the renowned King Arthur in the Isle of 
	Avalon with his second wife Guinevere.)  
	 
	The monks dug nine feet further and found a coffin, a hollowed out oak tree 
	trunk containing the bones of what appeared to be an immensely tall man, 
	plus some smaller bones and a scrap of yellow hair. He appeared to have ten 
	wounds, all healed except one.  
	
	  
	 
	The discovery of the grave was, to say the least, timely, for the monks were 
	in desperate need of funds for rebuilding. And the only sure way to raise 
	money was to attract large numbers of pilgrims. 
	
	 Now 
	a simple sign on the neatly trimmed lawn of the Abbey marks the grave from 
	which the royal remains disappeared after King Henry VIII ordered the 
	Abbey's dissolution in 1539. 
	 
	Was King Arthur real? Did he exist as a true King? Was he a Celtic hero, 
	ruler and conqueror or the romantic medieval knight in shining armor? 
	 
	So many theories have been suggested, so much written about him over the 
	centuries that even though the truth may have become somewhat distorted, 
	it's hard to imagine such a person couldn't have existed to spawn all those 
	tales. 
	 
	King Arthur and his court continue to fascinate me and countless others, 
	perhaps because we know so much of the legend and so little of the truth. 
	 
	So the famous sites traditionally associated with Arthur don't withstand 
	historical scrutiny. While there's no document to prove Arthur's existence. 
	Archaeologists have recently discovered a flat stone on which is incised the 
	name “Arthur.” But there's still not much to say that he did exist. After 
	all, the legend of King Arthur may just be a myth, Only the ancient Celts 
	know for sure. 
	 
	This article 
	originally appeared in British Heritage Magazine. 
	
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