The Golden Ages is a time where magic is as normal as any trait.
The Golden Ages is a time where war and sickness had no such grip on the lands as far as the eye could see.
The Golden Ages is a time where King and Queen of Camelot oversee the kingdom together in a benevolent ruling.
The Golden Ages is a time where many of the lands people's, Witches and Druids alike, are seen as what they are in the present and not the future.
The Golden Ages is a time where the Knights Of The Round Table protect Camelot united as brothers.
The Golden Ages is a time where Albion is ruled by The Once And Future King with the his most trusted advisor and most loyal friend, Emrys.
Or the completely unadulterated, unexaggerated, and simple truth:
A time that told the story of two boys who were the best of friends.
However, fate and time are not always on good bearings. We know of days that were and days that will come but sometimes, there will be days will never be. And the time that would have been known as The Golden Ages was made up of many of the days that will never come to pass. The time that replaced it was filled with many aspects that were not the most proud to be about.
Fear rules over the sake of never knowing how something can be used not for hate but love.
People refuse to accept each other and nature turns on it's occupants.
Love is cut short with never truly living.
People are classified as what they might become and not by what they show with their hearts.
Families are torn because of deeply needed but hated sacrifice or simply because of getting caught in the crossfire.
The most kindest and bravest of souls get hit, cursed, and spit on by the hands of hell itself without mercy.
And sometimes even the deepest of friendships cannot stop their imminent end.
Although, when fate and time do come onto good terms, on some impossibly rare and wonderful whim, a second chance for a happy ending exist for the lucky receiving end.
Though most people know it more simply as:
Time Travel.