And
Lancelot
knew
that
what
he
did
was
right
for
him
but
wrong
for
the
King.
And
Lancelot
put
himself
before
the
state
and
in
the
end
Lancelot
finds
himself
standing
bleeding
in
a
forest.
And
the
knights
fighting
in
the
darkness
of
faith
fall
and
become
nothing
more
than
a
pile
of
tin.
And
that
flesh
which
one
moment
before
felt
so
much
yearning
now
lies
empty.
The
animation
leaves
the
skin,
the
spirit
leaves
the
body,
grey
matter
becomes
truly
just
that,
when
the
live
becomes
the
dead.
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