You are passing by the beautiful hill of camlann only to find its no longer beautiful it’s just full of death and destruction. Bodies of knights paint the dirty grass and mud. Fallen weapons glisten in the rain You traverse the bodies searching for any survivors when you see a woman clutching a sword and crying at the top of the hill. why?. I fought so hard for my people… why did things turn out like this? Tristan…bedivere…Gawain…Gareth…Galahad…Percival…Agravain…Even Lancelot all gone
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