Accolade
The king’s great sword descended. It touched the embroidered shoulder of Bedevere’s jerkin, rose above his handsome head, and fell, in a regal crescent, to the other shoulder. The sword […]
The king’s great sword descended. It touched the embroidered shoulder of Bedevere’s jerkin, rose above his handsome head, and fell, in a regal crescent, to the other shoulder. The sword […]
Once upon a time there was a most precious rose whose penchant for blooming in the cold autumn months presaged a reversal of fealty. It was that kind of rose. […]