Merlin - A Shadowed Soul
Title: A shadowed soul
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Arthur/Gwen, with Arthur angst over Lancelot/Gwen
Spoilers: Lancelot and Guinevere
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, I'm just playing around with the people.
Genre: Angst
Summary: A broken heart hurts more than anyone can know, until they experience it themselves.
Author’s notes: So this is it. The very first thing I've wrote for Merlin. My kind of typical story, angst-fest.
It takes mere moments to shatter a soul. In seconds, life as you knew it, can change. Assumptions can be proven wrong, beliefs challenged forever. In just a single moment, a flash of time, the blink of an eye, your heart can be shattered to a million pieces. For Arthur Pendragon, it was just the touch of two hands, a glance exchanged. All it took for his heart to break. It was hard enough knowing that the woman you cared more for than anything else in the world did not love you back, hard enough knowing that no matter how much you wished for a chance to show your love, it could never be so. But what hurt the most, was knowing that, to the woman you loved, you were merely a prince, not her prince. For that honor belonged to another man. A man she could be happy with. Deep inside his heart he knew that the best thing would be to let her go, but it was something he could not do. His brain told him that she would be better off with this man, a man she could have a future with, rather than pining away for something that could never be. But the largest part of his heart, the selfish part, hated this man for taking away one thing in the world that he loved. This part of his heart lashed out in anger, crushing his feelings beneath an iron boot. It was this part of his heart that claimed he had come because Morgana had begged him to. Once it was said though, he wished he had not. The pain in her eyes was almost unbearable, and the hurt that was bottled up inside him threatened to overflow. But his pride would not let him retract the lie, and so he merely endured. He had endured many painful wounds, but it seemed like this was the worst of all. It felt like a knife to his gut when he saw the sorrow in her eyes after her chosen love had walked away from her. It hurt so very much to see just how much she cared for the man. It felt like his world was broken apart, but his pride managed to hold it together. He even managed a smile for Morgana before revealing that he had rescued her. It became too much though, when she looked him in the eyes, and he froze, for he knew that she had seen his heart, and the pain he was hiding. He gazed back at her, unwilling to break contact with those eyes. But then his heart clenched and he knew that he might soon cry. And so he turned on his heel, and walked away, down the stairs, and out of her sight. He knew that his broken heart would not be easily mended. For him, life would never be the same.
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Arthur/Gwen, with Arthur angst over Lancelot/Gwen
Spoilers: Lancelot and Guinevere
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, I'm just playing around with the people.
Genre: Angst
Summary: A broken heart hurts more than anyone can know, until they experience it themselves.
Author’s notes: So this is it. The very first thing I've wrote for Merlin. My kind of typical story, angst-fest.
It takes mere moments to shatter a soul. In seconds, life as you knew it, can change. Assumptions can be proven wrong, beliefs challenged forever. In just a single moment, a flash of time, the blink of an eye, your heart can be shattered to a million pieces. For Arthur Pendragon, it was just the touch of two hands, a glance exchanged. All it took for his heart to break. It was hard enough knowing that the woman you cared more for than anything else in the world did not love you back, hard enough knowing that no matter how much you wished for a chance to show your love, it could never be so. But what hurt the most, was knowing that, to the woman you loved, you were merely a prince, not her prince. For that honor belonged to another man. A man she could be happy with. Deep inside his heart he knew that the best thing would be to let her go, but it was something he could not do. His brain told him that she would be better off with this man, a man she could have a future with, rather than pining away for something that could never be. But the largest part of his heart, the selfish part, hated this man for taking away one thing in the world that he loved. This part of his heart lashed out in anger, crushing his feelings beneath an iron boot. It was this part of his heart that claimed he had come because Morgana had begged him to. Once it was said though, he wished he had not. The pain in her eyes was almost unbearable, and the hurt that was bottled up inside him threatened to overflow. But his pride would not let him retract the lie, and so he merely endured. He had endured many painful wounds, but it seemed like this was the worst of all. It felt like a knife to his gut when he saw the sorrow in her eyes after her chosen love had walked away from her. It hurt so very much to see just how much she cared for the man. It felt like his world was broken apart, but his pride managed to hold it together. He even managed a smile for Morgana before revealing that he had rescued her. It became too much though, when she looked him in the eyes, and he froze, for he knew that she had seen his heart, and the pain he was hiding. He gazed back at her, unwilling to break contact with those eyes. But then his heart clenched and he knew that he might soon cry. And so he turned on his heel, and walked away, down the stairs, and out of her sight. He knew that his broken heart would not be easily mended. For him, life would never be the same.