Abruptly the tent is gone, the picnic table is gone, the hammock is gone, the cot that a moment ago had a writhing eager naked lady on it is gone. All is smoke and ruin! Percivale panics, which is a … Continue reading →
Percivale wakes up to discover himself washed out to sea, where he treads water, passing feeble, for an indeterminate time until he sees a boat. Actually, Malory gets cagey as regards whether Percivale has truly woken up, or whether this … Continue reading →
Launcelot comes to a hermitage, complete with Nacien, this book’s official wise hermit, and the two of them sit down and Launcelot pours out his heart. A whole nother monologue about how sad he is! But Nacien won’t hear it. … Continue reading →
Malory flashes back to provide a little context. After setting out on the Quest of the Holy Grail, Sir Gawaine quickly realized he had no idea where to even begin looking. By random chance he stumbled upon the White Abbey, … Continue reading →
So Melias rides along for a couple of days, looking for strange adventure. Eventually he comes across a meadow in the middle of a forest, where a fantastic picnic lunch has been laid out, and also there’s a throne with … Continue reading →
Melias heads back to the abbey, where Galahad has almost finished his lemonade. “Guess who got maimed?” he asks, and gives Galahad the shield. “Righty-ho,” says Galahad. “Off I go!” “Can I come, too?” asks Sir Uwaine, who is still … Continue reading →
Guenever is not the only lady of Camelot’s court to decry this whole “knights going away and not coming back” thing that’s happening. Plenty of the ladies have knightly lovers, and they start talking about how maybe they’ll go out … Continue reading →
Around this time Malory remembers that there’s such a thing as female characters, briefly: Guenever shows up, with many ladies, chasing down Arthur and Galahad. All the ladies coo at Galahad, much like the nuns in Chapter 1. They gather … Continue reading →
