Drabble: Premonition
Gwen's screaming and flailing about in bed woke Arthur immediately.
“It's alright, Gwen,” he said, embracing and comforting her. “It's was just a bad dream.”
“It was horrible!” she replied, trembling. “I couldn't help him.”
“Help who? Do you remember?” he asked.
“Yes, it was Merlin,” she answered shakily. “He was trapped in a cave made of crystal and someone was standing outside, laughing.”
“Could you see who it was?” he asked.
“That's the strange part,” she said drawing closer. “When he turned to leave, it was the Druid boy.”
“It's alright, Gwen,” he said, embracing and comforting her. “It's was just a bad dream.”
“It was horrible!” she replied, trembling. “I couldn't help him.”
“Help who? Do you remember?” he asked.
“Yes, it was Merlin,” she answered shakily. “He was trapped in a cave made of crystal and someone was standing outside, laughing.”
“Could you see who it was?” he asked.
“That's the strange part,” she said drawing closer. “When he turned to leave, it was the Druid boy.”