John sighed. "Why can't they just be at peace? Why can't they be allowed to live their lives? Why must this cycle perpetuate over and over?"
"Why can't I die? Why are the Old Ones doing this to us? Why? No one believes in the old ways any longer. Everyone believes that Arthur and his Knights are myths. Thay I'm a myth!"
"What if I just took Arthur and fucked off somewhere not England? What would the Old Ones do then?"
John was trembling as he sunk down into a chair, dropping his head into his hands. Oh God he was tired.
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Date: 2019-02-18 05:44 am (UTC)"Why can't I die? Why are the Old Ones doing this to us? Why? No one believes in the old ways any longer. Everyone believes that Arthur and his Knights are myths. Thay I'm a myth!"
"What if I just took Arthur and fucked off somewhere not England? What would the Old Ones do then?"
John was trembling as he sunk down into a chair, dropping his head into his hands. Oh God he was tired.