it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the shore

noted for future reference: the Carl of Carlisle gave Sir Kay a blood-red horse.

You know, I always liked Kay best.

'The thirden court that comes you bye,
     Sae weel's ye will me ken,
For I 'll be on a bluid-red steed,
     Wi three stars on his crown.

And that horse of Tam Lin's was blood-red before she grew milk-white, you know. Maybe a gift of a blood-red steed is a coded message to go to Hell.
Tags: arthuriana, either your rings or greenmantle or else, to hell or connacht!

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