A woman wakes him up in the middle of the night. “Sir Percivale! What are you doing here?” There is no explanation as to who this woman is, or how she knows Percivale, or… anything. “I do neither good nor … Continue reading →
Percivale rides away from Castle Goothe for about a half a day, stopping only when he stumbles upon a funeral. We join that funeral, already in progress. A couple of dozen men-at-arms crowd around a casket, acting as pallbearers for … Continue reading →
Percivale (apparently) follows the Queen of the Wilderness’s instructions. He departs from her castle and rides all day until he comes to a remote fortress, which Malory doesn’t want to come right out and identify as Castle Goothe, but I’m … Continue reading →
The Queen of the Wilderness lays down some science on Sir Percivale. TRUE THING ONE: Nobody but Galahad should ever wear red. Going around in red is bragging that you’re the best ever, and only Galahad actually is the … Continue reading →
Book XIV is where it gets weird, y’all. Malory explains that Book XIV is all about Sir Percivale, the other holy paladin-knight blessed and foredestined to achieve the Grail. We flash back to when he was last seen, during Chapter … Continue reading →
As Books of Le Morte D’Arthur go, Book XIII isn’t bad. It hews to more or less one continuous narrative, which is always a plus. First Brisen rides a horse in on Arthur’s Pentecost feast, after which there’s an additional … Continue reading →
Launcelot comes to a hermitage, complete with Nacien, this book’s official wise hermit, and the two of them sit down and Launcelot pours out his heart. A whole nother monologue about how sad he is! But Nacien won’t hear it. … Continue reading →
Launcelot struggles awake, once Jesus and the mystery knight are gone. Had he really seen Jesus? Had he dreamed that? Had the squire really been Jesus at all, or maybe some lesser saint or bodhisattva, empowered to declare the mystery … Continue reading →
Launcelot rides around randomly until it gets dark. As the daylight fades he finds a crossroads which features a rock he can’t see on account of it’s dark, and also a chapel. He figures this is as good a place … Continue reading →
Malory has lost interest in people who aren’t Sir Launcelot or else Sir Launcelot’s son, so we cut away from Gawaine back to Galahad. It’s an indeterminate amount of time since he left Maidens’ Castle, and now he’s out in … Continue reading →
