In the evening woods, far, far from Fandom

May 07, 2009 18:56

Morgana had been dreaming again.

In itself, that wasn't such a strange thing. Everyone had dreams, after all. But Morgana had had enough of her dreams come true that when they were as vivid as last night's, she'd learned to pay attention.

It was possible that her dream had been just that and nothing more. While she'd never admit it, she missed Arthur terribly, and Merlin as well, and they'd certainly been on her mind enough for them to enter her dreams as well, especially with the anticipation of getting to join them if Uther didn't change his mind before she was set to go. But there was a difference between thinking about them and dreaming about them, specifically about seeing Merlin out in the woods.

It had taken some exploring, but she'd managed to find the spot she'd seen in her mind. She hadn't told anyone else where she was going, unsure of how to even begin to explain it. If this turned out to be nothing at all, no one would be the wiser.

[For the ears! NFB due to distance.]

sweet dreams are made of these, merlin

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