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    Fandoms: Arthurian Mythology  

    09 Jan 2023

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    “ — ent,” Gawain pants against Lancelot’s chest, fingers scrambling for purchase against Lancelot’s shirt. “It’s Clarent — ”

    Another wave of pain and dizzily Gawain realizes that he is on the ground. He has no recollection of falling; all he can see is Lancelot’s solemn gaze and his wobbling chin, as if Lancelot were on the verge of tears himself.

    Somewhere, deep in the heart of Camelot something has been disturbed: Clarent gleams and Mordred’s eyes shine brighter than the stars despite the blood staining his hands, Arthur collapsing like a dying nebula at his feet.

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    Written for the Camelotpunk Zine.

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