Red Does Not Forget (The Age of Silence #1)

Chapter Excerpt Camelot

“But in her web she still delights

To weave the mirror's magic sights,

For often through the silent nights

A funeral, with plumes and lights,

And music, came from Camelot.”

[…]

“She left the web, she left the loom,

She made three paces through the room,

She saw the water-lily bloom,

She saw the helmet and the plume,

She looked down to Camelot.”

[…]

“Out flew the web and floated wide—

The mirror cracked from side to side;

‘The curse is come upon me,’ cried

The Lady of Shalott.”

The Lady of Shalott—Alfred Tennyson