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I knelt at his side. I came to the stone circle, walking by night, when the harvest moon sank low in the sky and the breath of the fourth winter grew cold on the eve of the Day of the Dead. Camelot was real, a place in the real world, it could not vanish entirely away. A small slab of stone, the stains faded and overgrown with lichens, was half-buried in the grass at the center.

Queen Morgause remained in Camelot; it was not safe to take the road alone to Lothian, and none could be spared to escort her. And so I shall go roamingOver the fishes' roadAnd the road of the great whaleAnd beyond the country of the waveWith none Send for Morgaine- No, no, Gwenhwyfar begged. Kevin's face was set in bitter lines.