A tale of the life of King Arthur and his roundtable using the Wicklow mountains as its backdrop. Arthurs a young page taking the legendary sword from the stone brings upon a great age of prosperity and peace for all the lands but like every good time it one day must pass and its stories told.
I was not born to live a man's life.. but to be the stuff of future memory.. the fellowship was a brief beginning.. A fair time that cannot be forgotten.. because.. it will not be forgotten that fair time may come again... Now once more i must ride with my knights to defend what was.. and the dream that could be..... I often think; in the hereafter of our lives, when i owe no more to the future.. when i can be just a man i hope that we may meet.. and you will come to me and claim me yours and know that i am your husband.. for.. it is a dream i have.