Isolation1995

“Congratulations! You’re an adult! Now that you’re an adult, have you… Decided your career? Got a bank account? Bought a car? Bought a flat? Bought a house? Found a job? Paid off your loans? Started saving ‘for a rainy day’? Found the love of your life? Gotten married? Decided if you want kids? You don’t? Are you sure? Hmmmm. You’ll change your mind. You’ll see. Have you… Saved a life? Delivered a baby? Flown a plane? Understood quantum physics? Cured cancer? Saved the planet? No? Well, you’re a grown-up now, You’re not a child anymore!” But yester

I see you standing there You only have a limited time left I only have a limited time left We are the same But so very different I think of you And it makes me want to cry Soon you will be taken from me And you won’t even have known me Such a vital part of myself Is hidden Cloaked Out of sight Out of mind And you have no idea Why I’m silent Why I never talk about my love life This secret burning inside of me Why should it be secret? Why do I have it so much harder than everyone else? Why don’t they have to go through this? With the secret chocking my mouth Clogging up my lungs Until I can’t breathe

Merlin had run away from him, leaving Arthur alone. Leaving Arthur to carry his dead sister's body back to Camelot. ***** Merlin had no idea how long he ran for, how long his feet pounded the ground, how long the buzzing in his head chased him. All he knew was that he wanted to get away. He didn't care where, as long as it was anywhere other than that damned throne room in Essetir. He could think of nothing else, his whole mind was filled with terrible, sickening image of Morgana's broken body lying across the room from him. The body he'd created. He'd used his magic for some god awful things over the years, trying to keep Arthur s

They shook hands. ******* 'Let the play begin. Act one. Perfectly scripted' thought Merlin wryly. 'Showtime.' ******* The crescendo of the noise of battle swamped them as they began their slow, humiliating procession through the crowds of soldiers. A few select men of Cenred's army surrounded the horse-drawn cart as it made its way through. Arthur sat, chains clinking from the rocking motion of the horses, in the cage he'd been locked in. His head was bowed in shame. He knew this was all part of the plan, that he had no reason to be ashamed, but he could still feel the heat rising in his cheeks as his soldiers paused in their fights t

'Sire. Cenred's army is making to attack Camelot-'  There was a moment of silence, of hesitation, as the patrol braced himself for every possible reaction from the king as he delivered the rest of the news.  '- with Morgana's help.' Arthur froze. Glass halfway to his mouth. Jaw tense. Breath caught between mouth and lungs.  It seemed like time itself had stopped out of shock from the news. Nobody moved as they tried to process what this would mean for them. For Camelot.  And then his training from Uther kicked in. He acted on autopilot, following the procedures he needed, whilst not quite being aware of what he was do

The dawn would bring a new day, and the start of a new age for them all, one where Merlin fulfilled his destiny, and took up his rightful place – by Arthur's side. As the sun's rays broke over the horizon, Merlin blinked slowly, waking gradually like he always did. It was as he returned to full consciousness that he realised he wasn't alone. His mind was still foggy and his heart was gripped with icy panic as he saw the red cloaks of the knights who slept next to him. He'd been found. He'd been captured. He'd be- oh. Arthur. The events of the day before came flooding back to him. He visibly relaxed, and breath flooded through him as he

And then the moment of calm was over and they rushed at him, a group effort to eliminate their strongest enemy, surrounding him with futile weapons made of steel against the wrath of his magic. Let the battle commence.   ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Arthur stared at the warrior before him, cloak swirling round his shoulders, his golden eyes entirely focused on the fight. He couldn't believe his heart when he heard it tell him it was Merlin. This wasn't the boy he had sent away seven years ago, the damnable clumsy traitor. This was a fierce warrior, as strong and mighty as any