I haven’t been around Tumblr for years (life happened) and I have probably been forgotten (fair enough) but I have carried on with my obsession about the arthurian legends (on and off). Is Tumblr still the best place (still seems pretty active from a quick glance) to be for that or should I poke my head somewhere else?
NaNoWriMo is around the corner and I’ve decided to finally (finally!) write that Orkney brothers story I’ve been planning to write for years.
So I just thought I’d log back in here and get a dose of inspiration as I return to the world of the arthurian legends.
I probably won’t be active much on here (again life and too many other things going on) but I’ll most likely lurk around and post bits and bobs of my ongoing writing (possibly).
Side note, I’m tip toeing back into the world of podfics (I blame She-Ra and the Princesses of Power for that). Any short (this being the keyword) fanfictions I haven’t read (I haven’t read any in years) that you’d like a podfic of? I might as well bring some life back into arthurian-podfics while I’m feeling all inspired and all (I can’t promise this will last).
The perilous seat. The Siege Perilous is so strictly reserved that it is fatal to anyone else who sits in it and all those who sat before it have perished. Reserved for those with strong ties to the Otherworld and the cauldron of rebirth, chosen by Ceridwen herself. They must be born pure of heart and gallant
They say children have a stronger tie to the paranormal and their minds and hearts so pure that they can see and communicate with spirits because they have not yet formed the bias that adults carry that such things are nonsense and illogical. Quick trivia – anything that the dead interacted with in the movie “The Six Sense” were often red and there’s a very good reason why Galahad is often painted wearing red in her child version.
I saw you guys liked the last Ceridwen and Galahad picture! I’ll give you a little more information regarding this version of Galahad who’s one of the characters I have in a story I’ve been working for eons.
Mordred is the illegitimate son of King Arthur and his half sister, Queen Morgan le Fay (Or Morgause). When Arthur learns that he has had a child by his half-sister, he attempts to kill Mordred by condemning all the children born on May Day to be set adrift on the sea. But his son survives when the ship he is in breaks up and he is cast up on the shore and found by a good man, who raises him until he is fourteen. Even before Mordred accuses Lancelot and Guinevere of their treasonous affair and plans to trap them, his villainy is clear. When Gawain and his brothers treacherously attack and slay Lamorak, it is Mordred who gives him a fatal wound in the back. While Arthur is besieging Lancelot’s castle in France, Mordred forges letters saying that Arthur is dead, claims the throne, and intends to marry Guinevere. In the final battle at Camlann, Arthur gives Mordred a fatal wound; but Mordred thrusts himself up the length of Arthur’s spear so he can strike his father, commiting the ultimate crime of regicide. —source
Arthur frowned and stared at the letter, rereading it for about the fifteenth time, trying to decide what to do. The door to his office slammed open and Kay stormed inside.
“I swear to sarding God, if one more wankface demands special treatment from all the other nobles just because of his ‘grand and honorable’ lineage of sibling sarders, I’m going to shove him into the moat and hold him there.”
“Can I ask you to refrain from threatening to murder my vassals?” Arthur asked, a smile twitching at his face.
“Think of it as a test of character,” Kay suggested, but let the matter drop with a sigh. He glanced at the letter in Arthur’s hands. “What’s that?”
Arthur sighed and waved the document in question in the air. “Letter from the crown prince of Benwick.”
Kay raised an eyebrow. “And that is…?”
“In France?” Arthur knew damn well that Kay knew that.
“Which is…?” Kay prompted again.
“Across the channel?”
“So whatever they’re dealing with is our problem how?”
Arthur groaned and rolled his eyes. “They’re potential allies and as much as I know you think we should focus on the isles, we can’t ignore other lands completely. Besides, this kind of does affect us, I just don’t know what to do about it.”
“Alright, talk to me,” Kay ordered, taking a seat. Arthur handed him the letter in question for him to look over.
“The royal family has been assaulted by a wizard who seems to want to take the throne for himself.”
Kay snorted. “Good luck with that, aren’t line enchantments over there pretty common?”
Arthur nodded. “Right, to prevent anyone but a member of the royal family, by birth or marriage, from taking control. Unfortunately, he knows that.”
“So is he trying to force someone to marry him?” Kay asked. “If that’s the case, just send a knight and knock his head off. Send Merlin, for that matter. Hell, send Guinevere! She’s terrifying and would absolutely sard the rantallion up the—”
“He sort of is, but it’s not that direct…” Arthur cut him off, frowning. “He’s cursing them so they are incapable of ruling, and for a while he was trying to curse the heirs as infants to be loyal only to him. Never worked, thankfully, so he’s just trying to get one of the princesses to marry him while still making the other heirs incapable of ruling. The crown prince is acting as a regent right now as both of his parents have already fallen victim to the wizard. A lot of his siblings have, too.”
Kay sat up, interested. “How long has this been going on?”
“Longer than I’ve been alive,” Arthur replied. “It’s only been recently that both the king and queen fell victim, and he’s only gotten bolder since then.”
“Okay, I want to punch the son of a bitch, but I don’t know why the prince wants us to do something about it,” Kay said.
“Because he heard about our knights and all they’ve achieved,” Arthur explained with a note of pride in his voice. “Also, my own magic immunity caught his attention.”
“Not to mention Merlin’s at your court and your sister is Morgana le Fay,” Kay finished. “I’m getting the picture.”
“He wants a lot of help down the line, but for now he just wants us to shelter his sister at our court,” Arthur explained. “I’m going to grant her sanctuary, but I’m not sure how far we can afford to go.”
“Why don’t you just sic Doesn’t-think-a-lot on the bastard?” Kay asked. “Works pretty well for any problem you don’t want to focus on too much.”
Arthur leveled a glare at him. “I’m glad you have so much faith in Lancelot, but I’m not sure he can handle this alone. Besides, with curses involved, I think I should put myself on the front lines.”
“I’m sorry, could you repeat, I thought I heard you say something completely stupid?” Kay asked. Arthur rolled his eyes and sighed.
“I’m immune to magic. If it comes down to a fight, I’m the best choice,” Arthur argued.
“You’re also, let’s see here, heirless. Get a kid, then we’ll talk about your need to throw yourself in danger,” Kay retorted. “Let Lancelot handle it! It won’t work on him either because he’s too stupid to even know if he’s supposed to be cursed!”
“I’m bringing him along, but I’m going to meet the princess myself and you can’t stop me,” Arthur stated.
Kay sighed. “I’m coming, too, and if you say no, I’ll tie you to your throne and watch you all hours of the day and night to make sure you don’t escape.”
“That sounds like minor treason, you know.”
“Oh no. Whatever will I do. Truly. Awful crime. I’m completely dissuaded.” Kay’s face remained completely blank as he spoke.
Arthur rolled his eyes. “Alright, smartass. You can fill Lancelot in. I’m going to get Bedivere.”
“What? Why?!”
“Because you’re annoying me.”
“…I really hate you sometimes, Wart.”
“What’s that? You want to share a tent with Lancelot?”
“Wart, do not make me commit regicide, fratricide, and homicide in the same day.”
“Isn’t homicide already included in those other two?”
