Oh Guinevere, queen of the ancient isles, wife of Arthur, heroin of England. You and Arthur brought together your people from Scotland, Wales, Ireland, and England, and put an end to strife, if only for awhile. Your rule was just, wise and won by conquest and sacrifice. You helped to found the Templar Knights. You shook the world to its very corners. Kings trembled under your gaze. Rome itself retreated before you. DaVinci wrote about you. You and Arthur were buried under the Tor in Glastonbury where you had once played as a child. As you made your final transformation and met Arthur once again, your struggles were replaced with eternal beauty and peace, the wars finally left behind. When I painted this I put in a ghostly looking church in the background. I later found out that monks supposedly found their remains under the Tor in the 11th century and that it is now called the final resting place of Arthur and Guinevere. It looks almost exactly like the Tor that I painted although I had no idea at the time what i was painting!