King Arthur Drabble: More to be Dreaded

[amari_z]

Title: More to be Dreaded
Word Count: 100
Notes: For ka100 challenge 22a: "Fear the Reaper." It’s been a while since I did one of these, but 100 words is about all I can manage right now.




Staring into sightless eyes, his own blood dripping onto Ector’s face like tears, Lancelot’s fury falters before uprising fear. An hour ago, Ector was laughing that nasal, irritating laugh of his; now his body is stinking under the weak British sun.

Faced with his own death, Lancelot knows no terror. Over the years and across a thousand battlefields, death has become merely another brother on a tall horse. But he is not immune from dread, for he dreams the day will come when death will have taken all the others and have left him standing amid the fallen bodies, alone.

Comments

[sasha-b.livejournal.com]

Beautiful as always.

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

Lovely and haunting. It's never what you expect that gets to Lancelot. It's always something more.

[cat-o-wen.livejournal.com]

Gorgeous drabble. *snuggles Lancelot* Wonderful writing as always hon.

[shelley-stone.livejournal.com]

An event to be missed. Lancelot would never tolerate being the last man standing.

Great story!

Shelley

[asphaltangel.livejournal.com]

Oooh. Shiny fic. I love that last line and the image of Lancelot alone- chilling.

[sulien.livejournal.com]

Yes, I can definitely see where Lancelot would fear being the last knight standing far more than he fears death. Very moody and evocative piece, nicely done!