Lancelot/Lady: Purple-Noon

A Story by Abishai100

Arthurian 'icons' peer into a future-world of thievery, intelligence, eccentricity, art, treasure(s), and a 'Euro' weakness.

A 'bright' adaptation of the classic/original Purple Noon (Alain Delon) featuring 'iconic' characterizations from Arthurian legends. Hope you like it,

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Lancelot, troubled sword-knight of the Medieval age(s) of kings/warlords, sought special spiritual-counsel from the mystic known as the mysterious Lady of the Lake, concerning a personal-matter (domestic) and was persuaded to watch with her a special future-world vision of a crime-psyche intrigue in 21st-Century Europe (Monte-Carlo), where a psychotic thief named Amlan Satan sought a special 'blood-diamond mired art-world' lift/swap tied with an aristocratic couple creating insurance intrigue for treasure-troubles (e.g., antiterrorism-journals).

LANCELOT: This guy's got the visage of a special examination(s)-game?

LADY: Excellence/darkness, knight-man; Mr. Satan is talented/troubled.

LANCELOT: I'm to peer with you for this future-world 'image' of personality?

LADY: For your/our 'examination(s)' for wrought fortune-readings of art/bread.

LANCELOT: Wow...a social 'net' culture for fortune's faces of thievery/madness.

LADY: You might 'draw' a visage for your (own) sense(s) of incomplete-IQ, man.

LANCELOT: Excellent, Lady.

Well, Lancelot and the Lady of the Lake really did find some 'natural' intrigue in this vision of a 'mission' hoisted by this eccentric prince of thievery and masquerade (Monte-Carlo) in 21st-Century Earth and thought this examination would create a view for a fortune-reading 'art' game for treasure-motions intelligence...and net-bureaucracy (wow).

AMLAN: I'll reach your Monaco-estate in 2 short months (from New England).

TEDDY: Are you taking an Alitalia flight (I mailed the tix already, friend!)?

MARGE: We can't wait to see you in your new Ford-vehicle, Mr. Satan.

AMLAN: Eager from my end(s), too, lovely-Marge; I'll 'speed' there (Bronco).

TEDDY: Cool; we're excited about that video-game art-exhibition for gems!

AMLAN: Wouldn't 'mark' you (Teddy) as a diamond-world investor-man (ok).

TEDDY: The Ford-Bronco we got you is inspiration for your art-replica work(s).

MARGE: Get here fast (I want a social-media post about gem-insurance deeds).

AMLAN: Bronco-Sport Capitalism IQ (for Marge).

LANCELOT: Seems Amlan Satan's reached Monte-Carlo for Teddy and Marge.

LADY: He's lulling them to unconscious Romanticism for his art-lift.

LANCELOT: Me thinks this psycho-prince's marked Teddy as blood-diamond IQ.

LADY: Hopefully, Amlan's an eco-warrior for this culture of net-transit/IQ.

LANCELOT: Hopefully (for this 'social media' bread).

INSPECTOR: You claim Teddy's vanished from Monaco/Earth?
MARGE: It's that rascal of a knight, Amlan Satan, I know.

INSPECTOR: He 'romanced' you and perhaps took Teddy somewhere?

MARGE: I'm certain (now) he'd been the culprit of that art-replica heist, sir!

INSPECTOR: We'll do what we can, as we determine any (Interpol-relation) IQ.

MARGE: I 'doubt' Mr. Satan's anything of 'matter' for policework, Inspector.

INSPECTOR: That's the matter of this inspection-watch (for materialism-IQ).

MARGE: Thanx (for social media).

FRED: You claim Teddy just 'departed' from Europe, Satan?
AMLAN: You don't like me or trust me?

FRED: I wonder what brought you to this cruise with your handy art-replica.

AMLAN: I'd nothing to do with that sketch-story, darling-Fred!

FRED: Teddy was my best-friend of Europe; I didn't think to find you here.

AMLAN: I'm a 'natural' wanderer and departed from Marge's company, Fred.
FRED: What...on your way to some (Interpol-relation) art-exchange for IQ?

AMLAN: The gods (and spirits and counselors) watch-over us, darling-Fred.

FRED: Great (thanx).

AMLAN (Journal): Working (inside) with the art-world tied with blood-diamond and insurance chess requires a certain brightness for the collage(s) of creative-thinking and infiltration(s)-IQ, and me thinks this 'game' of shadows (requiring defiance/betrayals) draws in us (all) a 'lens' for social media bureaucracy-readings (of the Ego).

Well, incidentally, the video-game cyber-market 'art-sketch' (of a warrior-princess) Amlan Satan swapped with a fake inside the Monte-Carlo art-exhibit space sponsored by the aristocratic/tragic couple Teddy/Marge, was something of a blood-diamond market insurance-veil, now magnetized for (Interpol-relation?) eye, and perhaps Amlan made for discovery in the more 'humbling' silhouettes of this 'dastardly' capitalism-race examination for a purely language-arts 'lead' for materialism (of Mother Earth).

INSPECTOR: That acid-burn bank-box swap of gems with glass-beads?

ASSISTANT: Seems this Mr. Satan had the talent to become a veiled Bond.

INSPECTOR: James Bond...with a psycho-edge, arguably (if he's the culprit!).

ASSISTANT: Makes for diamond-lore/insurance intrigue for eco-politics, no?

INSPECTOR: Unfortunately (thanx).

Before Amlan Satan left Monte-Carlo, he enjoyed a soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) for a hospitality-reading IQ in this 'future-world of materialism' that would inspire the Lady of the Lake (for Camelot!) to think of the 'dream' of wrought fortune/comfort vanities (with a bloody-murder receipt!).

AMLAN: "Do I regret disposing Teddy (a blood-diamond fatso)? I think not, for what's bread without death?"