Even more liberty is granted to the writer of a sequel. The author need only back up against the past as he holds the future at arm’s length—in his pen. Though many of the adventures and descriptions of my novel are new and original, some are not so new and unexpected. This happens when one must draw upon the legends of the past for continuity; but, like the spring, legends belong to everyone.
Yes, I, too, wept when the dream ended, but there are other dreams, other voices to be heard now. We now have the liberty to extend the legends for every whim.
Yes, we, the readers and writers of the continuing legend, have the grandest of all quests now laid out before us. But, the quest can sustain us and nourish us like food from the Grail—even those of us who seemingly exist in perfect harmony with the local Universe, who might otherwise lie down and die, astounded with too much knowledge, were it not for the adventure of a quest. Yes, the quest’s the thing—the thrill of the quest! Keep the flame alive.
Our Story: Camelot, once a city of marvel, now stands tarnished. The lands are dry with drought. Mordred has taken the throne. Must any more time pass without relief. Are Arthur and his knights up to the job? The battle on Salisbury Plain draws toward its conclusion as Arthur’s small but brilliant army of knights overcome a hundred fold of Saxons.
Arthur has slain a hundred men with Excalibur; Prince Valour has done in seventy-five with the Swinging Sword; Lancelot has reappeared from monastery life and, using ordinary metal, has ended the lives of sixty men; Percevale, Ern, and Gilane each bring a close to the careers of fifty Saxons. Lesser knights also do their chores well. But the price of victory is dear and only Arthur, Percevale, and the immortal enemy, Mordred, remain alive on the field as we join the action.