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The Quest of the Quiet Knight – The Dark Figure

The Blue Knight was tired of sleep and unwilling to dream. He tended to his horse, Prosek, and made him to saddle. He vowed to move on from this stone circle of visions and to act he knew not what. When it came, the dream was of a different kind. A vision more of feelingContinueContinue reading “The Quest of the Quiet Knight – The Dark Figure”

The Quest of the Quiet Knight – The Greener Man

Not asleep, asleep. Not dreaming, dreaming. The Blue Knight entered his dreaming ill at ease. A man, the colour of a man. Sensing that all control was lost, neither sword nor spear in his hand. He was not the master of this place. Seeing a city on the hill, smoke rising into choking air, foulContinueContinue reading “The Quest of the Quiet Knight – The Greener Man”

The Quest of the Quiet Knight – New Growth

Sleep, stones, figures, figure, tree, horse, dreams. His vision, a deserted place that was a plain, no life to be found, a broken place where no life could be found. A barren place where no life could be found. There was not anyone, not any plant nor animal, not dead but empty and void, notContinueContinue reading “The Quest of the Quiet Knight – New Growth”

The Quest of the Quiet Knight – The Flaming Sea

Night, when The Blue Knight had closed his eyes and the stones about the circle were dark figures once more, one came to his feet was a man holding a flagon and drinking vessel. He spoke in a low voice at once. I have a tale of man’s folly and rights that is to change.   ContinueContinue reading “The Quest of the Quiet Knight – The Flaming Sea”