Two years later Bleddyns youngest son returned and found a willing friend in little Arthur. Bedwyr, a slender, graceful boy, as dark as Arthur was fair, bold shade to Arthur’s bright sun, took the future Pendragon under his wing.

The two became bosom friends who were inseparable: cast golden mead and dark wine in the same cup, they say. It was a pleasure to see them play.

“Arthur”, Stephen Lawhead
(via mistresspendragon)

waluuanius:

Green Knight: Ha. Is this Sir Gawain? It seems not so to me. In the court of your King did I shrink or I shy? I bowed and bore your blow. I am the better and the braver.
Gawain: My head once hewn is off forever. There Sir, we differ. Do and be done.
Green Knight: Good Gawain, standing stout as the stump of a tree. A fellow worth a felling, now your heart is whole. Call on your courtly code to keep your head on now. All orders. All orders! Or silken sashes save a neck from severing?

Gawain and the Green Knight (1991)

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