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Well

Reverend Reverend please come quick

'Cause I got something to admit

I met a man out in the sticks

A good old miss

He drove a series 10 cadillac

And wore cigar on his lip

Don't you know the Devil wears a suit and tie

I saw him driving down the sixty one in early July

White as a cotton field

And sharp as a knife

I heard him howlin' as he passed me by

And he said

I know you I know you, young man

I know you by the state of your hands

You're a six string picker

Just as I... I am

Let me learn ya some I know a few turns to make all the girls dance

Don't you know the Devil wears a suit and tie

I saw him driving down the sixty one in early July

White as a cotton field

And sharp as a knife

I heard him howlin' as he passed me by

Foolish foolish was I

Damn my foolish eyes

Cause that man's lessons had a price

Oh sweet price

My sweet soul

Everlasting

My very own

Eternal light

Don't you know the Devil wears a suit and tie

I saw him driving down the sixty one in early July

White as a cotton field

And sharp as a knife

I heard him howlin' as he passed me by

Well the Devil wears a suit and tie

I saw him driving down the sixty one in early July

White as a cotton field

And sharp as a knife

I heard him howlin'

As he passed me

there’s an idea

hm

combine my ideas for a mystery series and Arthuriana and do something like… Vivian centered. Circa 1970s, lil bit southern gothic…. She comes to town after her grandmothers death to take over the local diner (watering hole) The Lake and starts unraveling mysteries…

Leodegeance the Mayor (took over after Uthyr died)(mysterious circumstances of course)

Arthur the sheriff, wants to be Mayor

Lancelot and Gawain the deputies

Merlin the town doctor

So maybe I should start the story with Mordred getting knighted and taking Loholt as his squire. Then they can have adventures etc while I lead up to Arthur’s having Loholt assassinated, that way it will have the emotional punch it needs to have,

Morgana rose, graceful as a knife, and turned, placing herself between Mordred and where that thing lay—broken, defenseless, helpless—at Mordred’s mercy, finally finally finally—

But for the woman who stood between them.

“There is nothing you would not do for your brother,” her fingers were burning cold against his cheek. “No hell you would not endure, no horrors you would not commit…”

“No.” He rasped.

She spread her fingers across his mouth, clamped a hand across his face like a muzzle, nails biting like teeth.

Tristan of Lyonesse

not me imprinting/projecting way too hard on Iseult|Isolde mmmm nothing to see here folks~

So Mordred gets a good day before anyone knows Arthur has been having an affair and we get to meet all three of his little brothers and they have a big lunch and learn a little bit about wilderness survival gear!