Shadows
Author: archaeologist_d
Title: Shadows
Rating: G
Pairing/s: none
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Merlin thinks about what he's done and would do - for Arthur.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 100
Camelot_drabble Prompt: #210: Shadows
Author's Notes: none
Disclaimer: I do not own the BBC version of Merlin; It and Shine do. I am very respectfully borrowing them with no intent to profit. No money has changed hands. No copyright infringement is intended.
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It was said that only with light would shadows appear. Merlin wasn't so sure.
In daylight, the shadows were innocent, mere colouring upon the ground. Knights tripping over cloaks or children chasing butterflies, laundry drying in the breeze. Inoffensive, innocuous, every-day things.
But after nightfall, dark's presence brought hatred, destruction, death. He'd fought it with his own ruthlessness, bodies piling in his wake, guilty and innocent alike.
Overwhelmed with remorse, it was the memories that haunted Merlin. The shadows of what he'd done, what he would do for Arthur.
And there was no light that could chase away that darkness.
Title: Shadows
Rating: G
Pairing/s: none
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Merlin thinks about what he's done and would do - for Arthur.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 100
Camelot_drabble Prompt: #210: Shadows
Author's Notes: none
Disclaimer: I do not own the BBC version of Merlin; It and Shine do. I am very respectfully borrowing them with no intent to profit. No money has changed hands. No copyright infringement is intended.
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It was said that only with light would shadows appear. Merlin wasn't so sure.
In daylight, the shadows were innocent, mere colouring upon the ground. Knights tripping over cloaks or children chasing butterflies, laundry drying in the breeze. Inoffensive, innocuous, every-day things.
But after nightfall, dark's presence brought hatred, destruction, death. He'd fought it with his own ruthlessness, bodies piling in his wake, guilty and innocent alike.
Overwhelmed with remorse, it was the memories that haunted Merlin. The shadows of what he'd done, what he would do for Arthur.
And there was no light that could chase away that darkness.