Passage and Piece - an SRL Phrase Game

[kg00ds]

The day had grown cold, and the mist had turned to a light rain. Idris and Maglos glanced at one another uneasily. They were cold and dispirited. They had reached the end of their patience and endurance, and wanted nothing more than to be done with it.

--(Arthur)

[Tegid]

Justin, looking on, said, "Are you certain you wish to proceed?" You have much to lose by continuing."
I glanced at King Harald, who had quickly mastered his amazement. It would not be long before he was again calculating the extent of his grievance in blood.
-- (Byzantium)

[kg00ds]

The two were already moving to his command as Arthur, having mastered his shock, swiftly turned to the waiting Cymbrogi. “The ***** is gone, and *******with it.

-- (Grail)

[Tegid]

Cymbrogi! We are his strong arm, his shield and spear, his blade and helm. We are the blood in his veins, the hard sinew of his flesh, the bone beneath the skin. We are the breath of his lungs, the clear light in his eyes, and the song rising to his lips. We are the meat and drink at his board. -- (Arthur)

[kg00ds]

Red Mars is rising in a coal black sky, yes. What does this signify? Does its fresh ruby color mean that one king is dead and there shall be another?

--(Merlin)

[Tegid]

"But we are forewarned: it will go ill with us if you do not also bring a token to attest your rank and signify the importance of your business -- something to prove you are trustworthy." -- (Byzantium)

[kg00ds]

But the incessant raiding was driving the few stable and trustworthy Britons north of the Wall back into the south—

--(Merlin)

[Tegid]

"You are a friend and brother," Llew told him, as Cynan and his companions mounted to their saddled horses; Cynan was taking four warriors with him, but the rest would stay. "Wait until the weather clears to return. I am certain we can survive until Gyd on what you brought the first time."
Cynan dismissed the offer without comment. "And I will bring word of the world beyond this glen of yours," he said.
"Go then," Llew repled, "and fare well. Return when you may."
When Cynan had gone, we walked down to the lake. I heard the dull chunk of the incessant axes as the builders chipped and shaped the timbers. I heard the slow earth-tread of the oxen as they dragged the logs to the wood yard. I heard the splashing of the children as they played at the water's edge.

-- (The Silver Hand)

[kg00ds]

"The son of a lord must be used to better fare."

--(Taliesin)

[Tegid]

The shade of death lies on thy face, beloved,
But the Lord of Grace stands before thee,
And peace is in his mind.
Sleep, O sleep in the calm of all calm,
Sleep, O sleep in the love of all loves,
Sleep, beloved, in the Lord of life.

-- (Byzantium)

[kg00ds]

"Almighty God, in your never-ending love you have called us to know you, led us to trust you, and bound your life to ours. Surround these, your children, with your love and protect them from evil, even as you receive them into your care, so that they may walk in the way of the Lord and grow in grace and faith. Amen."


--(Taliesin)

[Tegid]

I had once imagined myself a vessel made for destruction. I knew now that the destruction I feared was complete. I was undone. Even the bleak hope of a martyr's death was denied me. I had been willing to die, and to suffer the Red Martyrdom would have been a noble and godly thing. But no more. All holiness, all consolation of faith, all grace was refused me. In desperation I ran my hands through my hair, which had grown long now; my tonsure was gone. I looked down at my clothes -- little more than rags. My transformation was finished: I looked like Scop! -- (Byzantium)

[kg00ds]

Despite his advanced age—which must have been well past ninety, I realized with a shock—he looked robust and vital, a man in whom the fires of life burned with energy and passion and zeal. In short, he appeared a man in whom holiness had nearly completed its transforming work.

--(Merlin)

[Tegid]

The spatharius, on the other hand, more than made up for his superior's lack of zeal with an overabundance of good will. A young man, but with many grey hairs in his dark hair and beard and a fleshy paunch beneath his cloak, he all but quivered in his desire to please.

-- (Byzantium)

[kg00ds]

Joet and Peronn held their leader tight, bearing her aloft as the ground quivered underfoot.

--(Taliesin)