“What can I do?” King Arthur cried. 

“I see the noblest fellowship in 

the world crumbling – eroding 

like a windblown dune. 

In the hard dark days I prayed 

and worked and fought for peace. 

Now I have it and peace is too difficult. 

Do you know, I find myself wishing 

for war to solve my difficulties?” 

 

“You are not the first or the last,” 

said Guinevere.

 

– From the Winchester manuscript of