Upon the crest of a rocky crag stood a lone figure clad from head to toe in Black. With only one white hand extended the woman appeared to speak to the crow perched upon her finger. The words she spoke were unintelligible until one advanced closer however there was no one to do so. She was alone, living in solitude had its perks though, alone meant safety and secrecy. Secrecy was vital, it allowed for one to scheme and plot. The future was nigh.
Camelot, the golden city, the place of prophecy, of legend, of death. It had been home to her once, where she had grown, learned and laughed as a child. Now they would condemn her and burn her at the stake. For what? Because Uther Pendragon had corrupted their minds and very souls. They branded her a Godless heathen, but she was not, she merely worshipped different deities. Blinded by his own hatred Uther sought to eradicate everyone who practiced magick, as though it were some hideous disease. Arthur Pendragon the new king had held some promise, but alas he proved to be too similar to his dear father. He too would have to be removed from the equation, after all what was one more death in the grand scheme of things?
No, Camelot would be hers. If only there wasn't that ever present pest Emrys! Mind you he was a man, men were fickle when it came to a woman's charms, he could be tempted. Together they would have the greatest power, unrivaled by all else, together they would rule the world. Once again the old religion could be restored till it flourished once more.
With that the woman smiled and she began to chant "abysgian flyht ofer se folc begeondan se dæl he afyllan mod wiþ se gæst cunnan se eald þeaw beon æfre eadhreþig eadig be on" (Take flight over the people beyond that valley and fill the soul with the spirit, may the old ways be forever triumphant blessed be)
Her eyes flashed a brilliant gold and the crow flew off. Covering her jet black locks with her cloak Morgana LeFay (formerly Pendragon) stole away into the night.
A/N: Hello everyone I'm back again, exams are finished thanks for all your well wishes! The translation section may be a little inaccurate for it is in old English so sorry if its wrong.
If you're here from Made For Each Other sorry I haven't updated yet but this little idea just gripped me and wouldn't let me go. Not sure if this will be more than a one shot yet, it depends on the reaction, but nether the less I will be updating Made For Each Other again soon :)