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Tuesday, 20 June 2017
The Island of Albion ~ #History #kingarthur
The Island of Albion…
Britain, the best of islands, is situated in the Western Ocean, between France and Ireland. It stretches for eight hundred miles in length and two hundred in breadth. It provides in unfailing plenty everything that is suited to the use of human beings. It is abound in every mineral. It has broad fields and hillsides which are suitable for the most intensive farming and in which, because of the richness in soil, all kinds of crops are grown in their season. It also has wide open woodland which are field with every kind of game. Through its forest glades stretch pasture-land which provides the various feeding-stuffs needed by cattle, and there too grow flowers of ever hue which offer their honey to the flitting bees. At the foot of its windswept mountains it has meadows green with grass, beauty-spots where clear springs flow into shining streams which ripple gently and murmur of deep sleep to those lying on their banks…
Geoffrey of Monmouth
The History Of The Kings of Britain
It is said that there are two sides to Britain, the first is what Geoffrey of Monmouth so elegantly describe in the opening of The History Of The Kings of Britain. Monmouth presents us with the reason so many crossed the sea and risked their lives to win a piece of this kingdom for themselves. Britain has always been a land that provides.
But as I said there are two sides to Britain and one is as fanciful as J. R. R. Tolkien's Middle Earth. There is hauntingly romantic feel that is out of reach but at the same time incredibly close.
Camelot. Camlann. Bardon Hill. Arthur.
Britain remembers her heroes. She doesn’t forget, and she doesn’t let us forget because some things cannot be forgotten.
I have been a little neglectful hunting mythology on this blog recently, and I don’t know about you but Arthur is calling me again and I think it is time I answered that call…
Buckle up. We are going for a ride.
A generation after Arthur Pendragon ruled, Briton lies fragmented into warring kingdoms and principalities.
Eighteen-year-old Alden du Lac ruled the tiny kingdom of Cerniw. Now he half-hangs from a wooden pole, his back lashed into a mass of bloody welts exposed to the cold of a cruel winter night. He’s to be executed come daybreak—should he survive that long.
When Alden notices the shadowy figure approaching, he assumes death has come to end his pain. Instead, the daughter of his enemy, Cerdic of Wessex, frees and hides him, her motives unclear.
Annis has loved Alden since his ill-fated marriage to her Saxon cousin—a marriage that ended in blood and guilt—and she would give anything to protect him. Annis’s rescue of Alden traps them between a brutal Saxon king and Alden’s remaining allies. Meanwhile, unknown forces are carefully manipulating the ruins of Arthur’s legacy.
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