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It had been ten years since Merlin had left Milliways, ten years of war, magic, and loss. She had missed it desperately, and with a passion she had never forgotten in the years of toil. When she stepped back into Milliways, changed, possessed of a new look, and weary, she smiled, eyes alight with the same golden light that had always been there.
She was clad in robes of brown as she bounced to Bar and placed a hand on Her surface.
"Hello, fair lady. Forgive mine absence, for I have missed thee dearly."
A large mug of the finest ale appeared, and Merlin's face split in a grin as she raised it in salute to Bar.
"Tis good to be back."
She smiled as she turned to look around the Bar(a part of her mind noted that the Door was gone again), and she raised the drink again and took a long pull.
"Definitely good to be back."
She was clad in robes of brown as she bounced to Bar and placed a hand on Her surface.
"Hello, fair lady. Forgive mine absence, for I have missed thee dearly."
A large mug of the finest ale appeared, and Merlin's face split in a grin as she raised it in salute to Bar.
"Tis good to be back."
She smiled as she turned to look around the Bar(a part of her mind noted that the Door was gone again), and she raised the drink again and took a long pull.
"Definitely good to be back."