Can it be? Hath my time finally come? [A deep sigh and a muffled shifting of cloth against cloth] Elaine, are thou here? I finally arrived, milady. Owain is playing amongst the trees, I take it! Come out, boy, and greet thy sire! Thy training with the sword one day may come in handy, my son.

[Another sigh, even deeper than the last] My passing ( Read more... )