But most of that year is darkness- He picked up the remaining bread on his plate and resolutely mopped up the scraps of fish. The cup may go to the altar or to the Queen's high table! Embarrassed, Gwenhwyfar's hand flew to her throat and the ribbon on which she had tied Morgaine's charm. He managed to look directly at her. She caught only the last few words.
artly because I knew I was not, yet, worthy to bear it; I would not have worn the crescent as he wore the fade And again soft thunder punctuated his words. Without thinking, I called the Avalon barge to me and came here, but now, I think, perhaps I wrought better than I knew. Oh, but it is no more than I deserve .
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