seven >> action/audio

[awaitingalbion]

[Merlin's sleep had been rudely interrupted by intense flashes of light and the overwhelming feeling that he should be doing something. The presence, pushing at the boundaries of his mind, felt eerily like communicating with the Great Dragon. And as Merlin had tossed and turned, awake, throughout the rest of the night he came to a conclusion. After

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[awaitingalbion]

[Mmhm, about the second time Merlin passes that bench, he recognizes its occupant.] Oh--good day. [It took a moment for his words to catch up with his thoughts and the young warlock glances anxiously around before continuing.] How are you?

[awaitingalbion]

Me? Oh. Well--fine. Good. Definitely good. But, err...a little confused--[he pauses and eyes Minato very carefully for a moment]--what's beyond the village?

[Don't mind the scattered conversation, Minato. It's a sign of trust. Honestly.]

[awaitingalbion]

Right. Woods, mountains, desert--err--what's a desert?

[awaitingalbion]

Oh! [He thinks he gets it, now.] Like a shore-line.

[awaitingalbion]

What--really? Not even any streams?

[awaitingalbion]

[Desert. Right. Like the exotic places that the castle's fine fabrics and spices come from.]

I want to go there. Is it far?

[awaitingalbion]

Good. I think I could do that.

[awaitingalbion]

The Malnosso have got to be somewhere, and I have to find them. I think it's what I have to do.