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    08 Nov 2019

  2. Rec 22

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    "This is real life, Brian. There's no ignoring the fact that eagles are turning people into horses. We just have to learn to live with it."

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    03 Nov 2019

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    Immortality was never something Arthur Pendragon had wanted. Merlin didn't give him that choice. As the rest of the world reincarnates, blissfully oblivious, Arthur continues, waiting for the one man who never came back.

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    21 Oct 2019

  4. Rec 44

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    They've been left to their own devices, more or less. A couple of redcoats come by every so often to check on them, deliver food and water, toss a newspaper into a cell if they're lucky. They don't bring them better food, or blankets, or creature comforts. The newspapers aren't meant to be an act of pity. They're meant to help them count the days down.

    It's quite kind of them. Alexander could really like them, if they weren't going to kill him.

    (In which the Revolution fails, and Hamilton and Laurens talk at the end of the world.)

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    13 Oct 2019

  5. Rec 16

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    The first thing that happens is that Gawain cuts someone's head off. You know who it is, and you know why.

    What you don't know is that his blood was red, red like berries, and it spurted from his neck and splattered onto the ground and the dried apples laid in their platters and the dead pig on hers and the white linen of Gawain's tunic. That's why this is a Christmas story: because the knight's blood was red, but his eyes were green, and his clothes were green, and his skin was green, too, and because he had tracked snow into the hall, and because even after he put his head back on and got on his horse and left - even after they couldn't hear his hoofbeats, out on the stone path the Romans had built - the snow stayed, and stayed.

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    13 Oct 2019