The Bright Sword: A Novel of King Arthur

What he wanted was to live in a timeless castle, a world wrought of old gold, where everything was noble and glorious and nothing ever changed. He wanted the battle to be over, he wanted to win and have won and be done with fighting forever and ever. But of course it wasn’t over. Why would the future be simpler than the past? Stories never really e

Time was always stealing away bits of your future and replacing them with memories, and then the memories faded.

we can’t go back, Lance. Even God can’t go back, only onward. That is the adventure.”

Camelot was great and glorious, and it seemed like it would go on forever, but that was only because it couldn’t change. Britain was changing, though, a new age was beginning, and one day the ground would shift under Camelot, and when it did Camelot would not shift with it. It would not stand. When that day came it would break and fall to ruin. And

Britain was a wounded land, cloven in two, British and Roman, pagan and Christian, Stone and Grail, north and south, old and new. It was born in blood and grief and greed, divided eternally against itself, its different natures so mixed it could never extricate itself from itself. No miracle would erase that wound either. But Britain didn’t need a

The past was a cursed wound. No perfect knight would ever come to heal it as if it never happened. The best you could hope for was forgiveness. And even that was cold comfort. It was the future that required attention.

Maybe terrible things would happen in the future, maybe it was empty, a waste land. But there could be seeds buried there, too, deep down below the dry dust, where hidden springs still flowed. It was deep winter, but there was still hope for renewal.

People love stories, I love them, but stories are like gods, they care little for the human beings in their care. They don’t care if they’re true or not.

“One day you will see that it is a mistake to love an empire, or a throne, or a crown, because those things cannot love. They can only die.”