Drabble: Frozen
A little drabble about Morgana's dreams and my interpretation of them :) Also a hint of Arthur/Morgana because she dreams about him all the time, what are we supposed to think ;)
Title Frozen
Rating R
Genre General
Warning Gore and implied sex
Pairing Slight Arthur/Morgana
Word count ~300
When she had her first dream, she opened her eyes and saw the fire. It was blue, green, like burning water eating through the ceiling and rushing down to pool into her bed sheets. A scream bubbled through her body and caught in her throat, and her eyes shrieked as the fire burned through her. She lay still, trapped in her own body, her mouth dry and her skin cold with sweat, every nerve on fire. Help me, save me, kill me. A hundred years and a thousand guilts weighed her down, trapping her wings, and she shut her eyes against the pain. Let me go.
*
Sometimes she travelled great distances and felt the stars rush through her hair, she saw the lives of people she would never meet, felt cool water between her fingers and rusty chains catching around her wrists. Sometimes she saw blood and torn limbs and gaunt bones snapping and bodies crumpling like dolls. Sometimes she saw heaven and prayed for it to stop.
Sometimes she saw gold. It glittered on people’s limbs, glazed the corridors, burned from the torches, shone from his eyes. It was always him. Sometimes she would find him, in her dreams, press him to her and cry golden tears onto his blessed face. Sometimes she watched from a gilded window, watched him sink into another whilst the golden light carved their shapes from stone. Sometimes she saw him crowned in spangled blossoms, broken and terrified, and she kisses him to sleep, trying not to see the red at his throat, like a necklace of rubies.
Her eyes open and she sees the fire. She tries to scream but she is a prisoner inside her body, inside her dreams. She tries to stop it but life carries on, leaving her behind. She bends her face to the ground as the golden river rushes towards a waterfall.
As usual comments and criticisms greatly appreciated :)
Title Frozen
Rating R
Genre General
Warning Gore and implied sex
Pairing Slight Arthur/Morgana
Word count ~300
When she had her first dream, she opened her eyes and saw the fire. It was blue, green, like burning water eating through the ceiling and rushing down to pool into her bed sheets. A scream bubbled through her body and caught in her throat, and her eyes shrieked as the fire burned through her. She lay still, trapped in her own body, her mouth dry and her skin cold with sweat, every nerve on fire. Help me, save me, kill me. A hundred years and a thousand guilts weighed her down, trapping her wings, and she shut her eyes against the pain. Let me go.
*
Sometimes she travelled great distances and felt the stars rush through her hair, she saw the lives of people she would never meet, felt cool water between her fingers and rusty chains catching around her wrists. Sometimes she saw blood and torn limbs and gaunt bones snapping and bodies crumpling like dolls. Sometimes she saw heaven and prayed for it to stop.
Sometimes she saw gold. It glittered on people’s limbs, glazed the corridors, burned from the torches, shone from his eyes. It was always him. Sometimes she would find him, in her dreams, press him to her and cry golden tears onto his blessed face. Sometimes she watched from a gilded window, watched him sink into another whilst the golden light carved their shapes from stone. Sometimes she saw him crowned in spangled blossoms, broken and terrified, and she kisses him to sleep, trying not to see the red at his throat, like a necklace of rubies.
Her eyes open and she sees the fire. She tries to scream but she is a prisoner inside her body, inside her dreams. She tries to stop it but life carries on, leaving her behind. She bends her face to the ground as the golden river rushes towards a waterfall.
As usual comments and criticisms greatly appreciated :)