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The legend of the drowned village

 

Penmaenmawr has a fascinating legend connected with it

“it had all happened not too far off-shore where in the sixth century, prince helig, the wicked son of clannawg, lived in his palace among his people, for fun, he captured and tortured peasants from neighbouring hamlets, he murdered them in violent orgies for his entertainment.

Just as another massacre was about to take place, the prince’s wickedness was punished by the sea.

A gigantic wave thundered in from the north and engulfed the village in darkness, it claimed the lives of the inhabitants of the palace, and as the raging waters destroyed the buildings, it drowned the evil revellers, prince helyg and his henchmen were killed outright. 

Mercifully, the intended victims and other survivors triumphed, they scrambled ashore when the sea calmed, climbed up on to trwyn-yr-wylfa and sat, watching and weeping as their homes disappeared.

At very low tide, rocks are seen which are said to be the remains of the buildings. At high tide we were told, a church bell can be heard ringing beneath the waters – the rough sea crashing against the belfry causing a mournful clanging.

Extract from “My whole world, Penmaenmawr”  by Anne Forrest available on amazon

Please note: there are remains of stone works on the beach, able to be seen at low tide, thought to be a fishing weir.