A gorgeous scene, don’t you think? When I saw this painting,
I was compelled to walk into it. This is the grave of Arthur on
the Island of Avalon. I’m not sure who left the painting and the
flowers or how long this lamp has been burning. Centuries, maybe.
I was compelled to walk into it. This is the grave of Arthur on
the Island of Avalon. I’m not sure who left the painting and the
flowers or how long this lamp has been burning. Centuries, maybe.
I can see my reflection in the water.
But the events behind my reflection happened long ago.
I lift my eyes and look behind me. Nothing.
I look into the water again.
The fantastic happens behind my back once more.
Somewhere nearby is Excalibur.
I might be late for supper.
Indy