I just wanted to announce that i have completed the reading selections i had assigned myself from Le Morte Darthur. By the time i reached the last story, the overzealous escapades of the knights no longer distracted me, as with a change of tone, their fantastic adventures gave way to the erosion of a kingdom. By the final chapter, The Death of Arthur (for which the book was named), I forgot the archaic language and was carried away in the intrigue and tragedy of the fall of Logres. The weight of corruption and sin upon the court's relationships bore down at last- and tore up the fabric of the kings reign as surely as dull knives crush over ripe tomatoes. It was so sad- i actually cried three times in that chapter. So far I had came from the first chapters where i mostly laughed at the over eager knights, despite my delight at seeing the legend unfold! By the conclusion, I found I took it quite seriously and felt both the loss of innocence and the loss of Logres quite keenly.
So now that adventure is done for the time being. The reading is over...but how stories live on in our heads! But the book is quite done. And that is well.
