Disaster in the Air
Author: ajsrandom
Title: Disaster in the Air
Rating: G
Pairing/s: none
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin
Summary: Arthur and Merlin are surrounded by disaster.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 214
Prompt: 566, Disaster
Author's Notes: I don't know where this canon thingy came from.
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It was an unmitigated disaster. Everything was falling apart around them. The castle walls crumbled to the ground. People attempting to flee but unable to escape the falling walls or flaming chunks of rock that rained down from the sky. Here and there lay their friends and family, dead or dying. And though he would have used his magic to stop this, even in front of Arthur, he couldn’t find the right words to use. He and Arthur stood back-to-back, watching as everything they’d worked for came to naught.
Merlin startled awake. He sat straight up and looked frantically around his room and out his window. Nothing was falling from the sky and the castle walls were intact. He breathed a huge sigh of relief and hoped like hell that this wasn’t one of his prescient dreams-he felt his heartbeat return to normal until there was a mighty pounding at the door and an angry voice. “Merlin, are you in there? You’re late again and I’m starving . . .”
Merlin smiled to himself. At least this routine was normal, and he took comfort in that, hoping the dream would fade from memory as he cleaned the stables, watched the knights train, tidied Arthur’s room, and whatever else the prince could dream up.
Title: Disaster in the Air
Rating: G
Pairing/s: none
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin
Summary: Arthur and Merlin are surrounded by disaster.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 214
Prompt: 566, Disaster
Author's Notes: I don't know where this canon thingy came from.
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It was an unmitigated disaster. Everything was falling apart around them. The castle walls crumbled to the ground. People attempting to flee but unable to escape the falling walls or flaming chunks of rock that rained down from the sky. Here and there lay their friends and family, dead or dying. And though he would have used his magic to stop this, even in front of Arthur, he couldn’t find the right words to use. He and Arthur stood back-to-back, watching as everything they’d worked for came to naught.
Merlin startled awake. He sat straight up and looked frantically around his room and out his window. Nothing was falling from the sky and the castle walls were intact. He breathed a huge sigh of relief and hoped like hell that this wasn’t one of his prescient dreams-he felt his heartbeat return to normal until there was a mighty pounding at the door and an angry voice. “Merlin, are you in there? You’re late again and I’m starving . . .”
Merlin smiled to himself. At least this routine was normal, and he took comfort in that, hoping the dream would fade from memory as he cleaned the stables, watched the knights train, tidied Arthur’s room, and whatever else the prince could dream up.