Oh, woe is me! My beloved brother Aurelius has been poisoned! If only I could find that treacherous traitor by whose hand he has passed away. The cruelest of punishments would not be harsh enough to pay vengeance for this act. I can at least rest assured that I helped fulfill my brother's wish of bringing Stonehenge from Ireland to Amresbury. Such an honorable site is now not only a dedication to those slain by the Saxons, but will now also be the burial site of Aurelius. I must remember not to keep my spirits in sadness - it is not what my brother would have wanted. Besides, it is difficult to be consumed by sorrow after learning from the great Merlin a newfound prophecy. The Comet that had shocked and brought to awe the people of this land was no ordinary star. It was a crystal ball into which Merlin saw that I would be the next king. He implored me to carry on. I must fight my enemy, he said, and I will emerge victorious as the king of Britain. It is a bittersweet prediction, that can not be denied. As strongly as I desire to sit upon the throne, I will miss dearly the presence of Aurelius. His voice will never echo throughout this castle again. Nevertheless, I will proudly wear the crown of Britain upon my head. After I finish writing this, I will command my men to rest, and tomorrow morning we will attack our enemies with the valor and courage of not only myself, but of Aurelius as well.
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December 2013
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