The Chalice

On Wearyall Hill, the long, low spur jutting out into the marshes, the first firm ground between Avalon and the sea in those days, Joseph set foot on English land, and he drove his staff into the warm, red, Westland soil as he took possession of our islands for the spiritual kingdom of his Lord, a realm not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.

Dion Fortune, Avalon of the Heart