"Round the arena there was a world of color so dazzling and moving and twinkling as to make one blink one's eyes... Most of the combatants and their friends had not yet arrived. But one could see from those few who had come how the very people would turn the scene into a bank of flowers, and how the armor would flash, and the scalloped sleeves of the heralds jig in the wind, as they raised their brazen trumpets to their lips to shake the fleecy clouds of winter with joyances and fanfares."
--T.H. White, The Once and Future King