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As the Seasons Change By Lord Azuryte 9-2-98 Spring …And cometh the verdant effervescence of spring. The fawns doth romp and play and the birds sing a song of triumph over the long winter solstice. Alas, I see this all through hour-glass eyes, this is a time of new beginnings and life for all. And what of this befallen knight O’ the round, thus begins my beginning too. The beginning of the end. Methinks …

…and some greenleaf that really made King Arthur mad. Winter …Mad. Mad, mAd, MAD. You want to knoweth what I doth feel bout me dilema, dearest Arthur. I am about to embark upon a journey in which at the end of the rainbow lies my death. My painfully pointless death. No more life, just bleak death. And plenty of it by the size of that green berk. But my king, I feel ah-ight. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ **Bibliography**