In The Last Enchantment, Merlin must come to terms with a shift in his power and have faith in the will of his gods. His love and devotion to King Arthur is steadfast and akin to that of a father for his son this feeling is justly returned by Arthur. Not a crazed wizard lurking in the shadows with his potions and wacky prophecies, Merlin is instead a very compassionate, charismatic, intelligent, worldly and very mortal human being. Stewart, has quickly become one of my favorite literary characters. Reading this felt as if I was having my own little heart-to-heart by the fireside with Merlin himself. This holds true for this divine last installment of the trilogy as well. There has been nothing more comforting to me than to sit curled up with Mary Stewart's Arthurian series these past several weeks. Music can take them, and the moon's light, and, I suppose, love, though I had not known it then, except in worship." Some power there is that draws men's eyes and hearts up and outwards, beyond the heavy clay that fastens them to earth. "Here, away from lights and sounds of town or village, the night was deep, the black sky stretching, fathomless, away between the spheres, to some unimaginable world where gods walked, and suns and moons showered down like petals falling.
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