Britannia: Prologue
Thump. Merlin hit the ground. Thunk.
"Ouch!" he cried when he was hit on the head by his staff.
Merlin looked around, from his time in Fincayra it was easy to see that this was a forest. However, nothing like the Druma (the vast and beautiful forest where his sister Rhia had once lived). But none the less it was a forest. However Merlin was missing something. Wings. The wings he had only gotten hours ago had been taken away from him with his choice to go to Britannia. However his wings were not the only thing he missed. He missed his sister Rhia who was probably in Avalon by now with his mother Elen and with Lleu (yes he missed Lleu too). Dadga, although he had only seen him several times he missed him just the same. Shim his very first human friend. Trouble his best friend although he was a bird. And Cairpré now gone, lost forever. And Hallia (his informal girlfriend) whom with he had ran like a deer and heard wonderful stories from and traveled with ever since her brother Emeron had died and boy what adventures they'd had since then.
But he shook that all off his back, now it was time to think about the present (although it may really have been because he was about to cry). Now he was in Britannia. He had only once before been in the human world and that was a terrible time for him, a terrible time. It was a time he and his mother had been called names and accused of black magic, a time when Merlin really didn't know who he was or anything about his past or even if the woman he was living with was his mother. But worst of all it was the time when in his attempt to use his powers (to express his hatred for Dinatius (at that moment because he had insulted his mother) he had scorched his eyes in the flames he had set upon a tree. It cost him his eyesight and Dinatius his arms.
Where to begin? He knew only a few things about what would go on in Britannia while he was there. One it would come to be known in later years as Merlin's Isle. Two he would train a boy he knew as Ector and Arthur and become his mentor and with Merlin's teaching Arthur would give birth to a golden age. Three…well that was it.
So he got up, picked up his staff and started walking…
Thump. Merlin hit the ground. Thunk.
"Ouch!" he cried when he was hit on the head by his staff.
Merlin looked around, from his time in Fincayra it was easy to see that this was a forest. However, nothing like the Druma (the vast and beautiful forest where his sister Rhia had once lived). But none the less it was a forest. However Merlin was missing something. Wings. The wings he had only gotten hours ago had been taken away from him with his choice to go to Britannia. However his wings were not the only thing he missed. He missed his sister Rhia who was probably in Avalon by now with his mother Elen and with Lleu (yes he missed Lleu too). Dadga, although he had only seen him several times he missed him just the same. Shim his very first human friend. Trouble his best friend although he was a bird. And Cairpré now gone, lost forever. And Hallia (his informal girlfriend) whom with he had ran like a deer and heard wonderful stories from and traveled with ever since her brother Emeron had died and boy what adventures they'd had since then.
But he shook that all off his back, now it was time to think about the present (although it may really have been because he was about to cry). Now he was in Britannia. He had only once before been in the human world and that was a terrible time for him, a terrible time. It was a time he and his mother had been called names and accused of black magic, a time when Merlin really didn't know who he was or anything about his past or even if the woman he was living with was his mother. But worst of all it was the time when in his attempt to use his powers (to express his hatred for Dinatius (at that moment because he had insulted his mother) he had scorched his eyes in the flames he had set upon a tree. It cost him his eyesight and Dinatius his arms.
Where to begin? He knew only a few things about what would go on in Britannia while he was there. One it would come to be known in later years as Merlin's Isle. Two he would train a boy he knew as Ector and Arthur and become his mentor and with Merlin's teaching Arthur would give birth to a golden age. Three…well that was it.
So he got up, picked up his staff and started walking…