A stormy day, a boat crushed on those rocks. No sailor is dead. To thank God for his mercy,
the islanders builded a little church on the seaside. Some people have, at some point of their existence,
to face an terrific event that brutally bring them back to present time. Those are rare occasions to realize
for real the chance of being alive.

Those sailors must have forgotten their conflicts when the hull broke up under their feet.