Vai uma mãozinha aí?

Finalmente consegui achar uma versão legivel da Mort'd'Arthur em poema aliterativo . E olhem só a surpresinha: Arthur cortou a mão de Mordred , a mão que empunhava a Clarente, a espada "gêmea de Caliburn (Excalibur).

An instant of distraction was all Vader
needed. As the instrument panel floated
away, Luke involuntarily glanced at it. At
that second, the Dark Lord's laser blade
came slashing down across Luke's hand,
cutting it, and sending the youth's
lightsaber flying.
The pain was excruciating. Luke smelled
the terrible odor of his own seared flesh
and squeezed his forearm beneath his
armpit to try to stop the agony. He
stepped backward along the gantry until he
reached its extreme end, stalked all the
while by the black-garbed apparition.
Abruptly, ominously, the wind subsided.
And Luke realized he had nowhere else to
go.
'There is no escape,' the Dark Lord of
the Sith warned, looming over Luke like a
black angel of death. 'Don't make me
destroy you.

Parábens a São George Lucas por ter desenterrado essa do fundo do baú, apesar de que no poema eles não eram pai e filho tem tudo a ver mesmo. E a perda da mão , realmente é algo que simboliza a perda da soberania para o High King céltico, porque seu matrimônio com a terra pátria fica cancelado.