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Emerald green eyes gazed from beneath a furrowed brow upon the wide Salisbury plain. Merlin looked on Ambrosius laying at the foot of one of the great obelisks, cloaked in royal regalia and awaiting his internment there. The great wizard looked back into the ages from whence the great giants danced in a circle to celebrate their divinity, before being cast into solid stone for celebrating on the sabbath. Light magic empowered the wizard to see all as if in a motion picture, and also the animated faces of the imprisoned figures now looking down on the brother of Uther Pendragon.

Uther commissioned Merlin to transport the legendary stones to this spot in the hopes that his brother might be brought back to the living by their legendary healing powers. But no magic remained in the stones save the cold stares of the once animated giants. The father of Arthur wept at the thought of an intended resurrection becoming nothing more than a shrine to his fallen brother. A tomb, no matter how formidable, is still only a shadow misremembering of greatness he thought...

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