(From the publisher):
"If you are to appear before the High King in his court, you'd better have the proper finery," his mother said craftily. "Let me see what I can do." So she set to, cutting a tabard out of old sackcloth and a rough pair of buskins out of calf-skin, which she dignified with the courtly name of sollerets as he shoved his feet into them. "And you must have a plume such as knights wear on their helmets," she said, threading the stems of holly leaves through the crown of his cowl so that he looked like a savage green man from the woods.
And so, in his quest to become a great champion, Parzival rides on his swag-bellied nag into King Arthur's court: a holy fool whom all the knights in that glittering company will mock.
Yet in a world ravaged by war, a world in which men are ruled by fear, hatred and distrust, there is a need for a champion who is innocent of heart and pure of spirit. Arthur's knights are proud and corrupt: none has yet succeeded in finding the Grail, the stone of healing which has the power to make life whole again. But Parzival's destiny may prove greater than that of any other knight…
Original title: Parzival and the Stone From Heaven
Genre: Mythology→ Retellings→ Celtic and Arthurian