Merlin, Arthur, Gwen, Morgana- Character snapshots taken years into their future. Each reflects on the past.
note: this is based more on the original legends. It's lonely Merlin (readers cry 'no!' in horror), a slightly evil and sadistic Morgana, and ArthurxGwen, GwenxLancelot.
Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin. I just want to ;)
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~Past Reflections / What They Were~
What were they anymore? That was the question he never thought. Submerged in his life: his loveless, lustless life- Merlin did anything to never think of that at all. In the mirror, the old man traced the plains of his face with a worn fingertip.
The past was dreams of a better time.
King Arthur Pendragon. The greatest king Albion had ever seen. The days of his youth seemed so long ago now, distant murky memories. He couldn't recall the faces: not that he ever tried to. The people now were the people that mattered. His kingdom, his wife, the only things of purpose.
The past never happened.
She felt dirty, contaminated, sinful. Every touch was both ecstasy and agony. Sweet, kind Guinevere, who loved her king. She did. But times long ago, when she'd already promised herself to another, and Gwen could not break promises. Even if it meant the breaking of herself.
The past always lingered.
How did she get here? It felt like a million miles from all she'd ever held dear: all she'd ever turned against her. Alone with a mirror to them, Morgana just watched them all live. Without her. A single tear rolled from her pitiless eyes. A memoir of what was.
The past was a weakness never shown.
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Oh, I feel bad giving them all such sad futures :( Ah, well. This is only my second fic, but cookies to any reviewers :)