There is such a wonderful reality to the Camelot you have created, building off of the film and your own characterizations. It comes at a price, and I find myself loving this more flawed vision of Arthur even as I hate him for his weakness and cowardice.
But, as always in your stories, I find it is your Lancelot who fascinates me most. He remains the figure of tragic love and loyalty in myth, and yet the story is turned on its head in the same way as a rare, bright sunlight streamed through, hurtful in its brilliance (beautiful phrase, that): the glory of Camelot and its famous peace are maintained and enforced by the will of a man who does it not for love or respect of the kingdom and its legendary ideals, but in spite of his hatred for same and his love of a man he can no longer have.
The Arthurian myths play out in your Arthur in such a way that he remains the one torn apart by love and loyalty, and yet the circumstances are new and even more devastatingly painful.
I love it.
Arthur slipped away, turning back, once more, the way he had come. It was too late to go out. The sun must have set by now.
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Date: 2008-06-30 03:16 am (UTC)But, as always in your stories, I find it is your Lancelot who fascinates me most. He remains the figure of tragic love and loyalty in myth, and yet the story is turned on its head in the same way as a rare, bright sunlight streamed through, hurtful in its brilliance (beautiful phrase, that): the glory of Camelot and its famous peace are maintained and enforced by the will of a man who does it not for love or respect of the kingdom and its legendary ideals, but in spite of his hatred for same and his love of a man he can no longer have.
The Arthurian myths play out in your Arthur in such a way that he remains the one torn apart by love and loyalty, and yet the circumstances are new and even more devastatingly painful.
I love it.
Arthur slipped away, turning back, once more, the way he had come. It was too late to go out. The sun must have set by now.