At this there was a quick whirr and a smack and the Wart found an arrow sticking
in the tree between the fingers off his right hand. He snatched his hand away,
thinking he had been stung by something, before he noticed it was an arrow. Then
everything went slow. He had time to notice quite carefully what sort of arrow
it was, and how it had driven three inches into the solid wood. It was a black
arrow with yellow bands round it like, like a wasp, and its cock feather was
yellow. The two others were black. They were dyed goose feathers. (White 20)
This is a part of the sword in the stone story I did not know. But it fits right into its continuity without setting of any alarms in my head. And, surprising enough, this is the most action in the first 40 pages. And yet it still doesn’t have my attention. I hope it gets better, because I’m not changing books.
White, T. H. The Once and Future King. New York: Berkley, 1966. Print.