Queen of Camelot

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Valley of Kashmir, Northern India, some 200 years before the reign of Elizabeth I

Tassja_g


“It began as a teardrop in Babylon. Where the sunlight came from Astarte, shameless goddess of the fecund feminine. The boteh. Stylized rendition of the date-palm shoot, tree of life, fertility symbol... Some historians claim it travelled to Mughal courts from Victorian England as the foliaged shape of a herbal. But a legend in Kashmir calls it the footprint of the goddess Parvati. As she ran through the Himalayas at the dawn of time.”
                        Shailja...

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Arthur seems to regain new found faith and belief following the events at the rock and the drawing of the sword. He gathers his knights and the remaining army and discusses on his plan to attack Camelot. Merlin walks alongside Gwen while Tristan and Isolde walk ahead of them. Arthur walks in between Sir Leon and Sir Percival.
“What about the drawbridge?” Arthur asks as he slows to a spot near a tree. Tristan leans against the tree while Isolde moves closer to the knights. Gwen stands a couple of feet from them, hands firmly crossed across her chest, her eyes on Arthur. Merlin stands...

Nightfall began to lift from the walls of Camelot as sun rise was appearing above the hills, it's orange glow streamed through Alice's windows waking the young king who had spent the night by her side. He looked around to see his wife sitting beside him sleeping looking as perfect as usual, her face calm and content but yet she still looked worried. Arthur sighed he did not want her to worry so, but yet he was glad that she cared so much about him. Merlin walked into Alice's chambers seeing Arthur awake he spoke quietly "Arthur" Merlin whispered
"what is it Merlin" Arthur replied
"how are you...

The leaves were rustling, as a figure ran as fast as her legs could take her running from a heavier larger echo of feet as they ran through the aurtum forest. A sudden sound of hooves coming behind the small army chasing the girl suddenly made the mob run in different directions. Alice came to a hault in an opening to the forest with pathways leading in many directions, all was silent ..... However she did not relax, as she knew very well she was not alone.....

"Arthur we must of lost them" Merlin said to the young king after a few moments of silence.
" She couldn't hae gone far Merlin they...

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Tassja_g's turn again!


Port Royal, Jamaica, circa 1690

“Put me down you….you brute!”

“Sorry miss,” the voice belonging to the hulking body over whose shoulder Guinevere was unceremoniously flung sounded almost apologetic, “Captain’s orders. We’re taking you on board.”

On board?

She cursed the blindfold over her eyes. If she wasn’t a well-bred young woman, schooled in elegance and manners as befits the niece of Commodore Uther, Gwen would have cursed out loud.

She could hear men shouting, and the unmistakable clang of metal. Maybe her Uncle’s men would succeed. Maybe...