fic which i come bearing.

Jun 02, 2013 22:31

Waiting.
5035 words I wrote for longjackets on the most auspicious occasion of her birthday, and that mostly tell the tale of Merlin's adventures in friend-making. And his loneliness. But mostly the friend-making. And the mourning of friends made. look, it's not his fault he just won't die like a normal person, okay?

Anyhoo. I wrote something that doesn't completely suck, so here.

pen and notebook, we will not grow old

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