This are the stories of ancestors of past lives, and are written in a poem of historical fiction by me of men of long ago. Where Norseman and English and Irish and Welsh, mixed with different people throughout these areas of the eastern world. Then their lines have spread and it just continued onward. Until it came into this direction of our world, that we call North America!It started in the days of the when the Emperor Of Constantinople, Constantine was the first emperor and owner of Frankia or France and the Asian world, which included the northern tip of Africa. These Norseman came down from Denmark and Sweden to "Lindensfarne Abbey" in 734 A.D. , to the northern coast of Umbria. Killing everyone in the abbey. They were inside swift boats called longships. But legend has it that these monks were translating their sagas, of the Norse.Who didn't have a language, but told stories of what they did, and they had these sagas or songs that told us their history. They also wrote their history on runes stones, which have been found as far inside our land of North America in Minnesota.
These men came were from the northern hemisphere and they sailed into the Baltic Sea, by way of Kattegat Straight, which took them directly into the northern coast of Umbria, England 🏴! tAnd from there swept through the areas of England, pillaging all of the land, helping themselves to everything and killing everyone, who got in their way. Finally these Norseman landed in the area of Mercia and Wessex. Because then, England was not just one country it was made up into seven different regions and each region had their own king. Now King Egbert, was the king that had the most money and land at that time, and he then passed all his worth, to his son, King Althered. It was not until 1066 A.D. that King Egbert's great grandson, 'William the Conqueror' overpowered the Great Heathen Army at the Battle of Hastings, and regained all the areas the Norseman had when they came and took over parts of Britains land and had conquered them, in the 800A.D. After that last battle of 1066 A.D. ,it led the people out of the dark ages, into the Middle Ages, and finally into the Day's of the Enlightenment. From these people we get our lineage and from them we find from which we came!
"For if we do not know where we come from, How are to know we are to Go?"
This is why I believe so strongly,in finding out who we are from and what these people did in our history, so we can preserve our history and our way of life.
This is my first writing and is very dear to my heart! When I started searching for answers of where we as my family had come from, I found so much history. I have been searching for ten years, looking and finding all of the ancestors, from which this family had come from. A family of long ago, in times that seemed to be non existent to me at first but with searching and finding them they seem so close to me now. And to me, it doesn't even seem like it could be true but it was! But my search has taken me back to the thirteen hundreds, in this family tree. And I have found so much.
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