Title: From small beginnings
Summary: What was Merlin thinking when he walked through the gates of Camelot for the first time?
A/N: I'm one of those people who only recently discovered Merlin but at least I have five more seasons of the show to look forward to. Anyway after finishing the pilot episode I wrote this but was unsure about posting it, since I'm still getting the hang of the characters so any input from you guys would be more than welcome.
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A simple task. One foot in front of the other. The heavy ground that has paid its freedom with blood and sacrifice of those who own it. Its memory carved in every stone that rocks the soil under the feet, alerting its presence. The shouts of many lie within but none with a destiny as great as his.
Putting one foot in front of the other makes it a daunting task if you are burdened with such destiny. One that will have you striving for glory and greatness but on the other side its hardships will bring you to your knees, helpless and lost, to face the shadows that hope to claim everything you are and supposed to be.
Magic. Destiny filled with magic and freedom, promise and laughs, yet it is hazy in his eyes. He can't see himself being that person, but he has to believe there is more to life than just hiding, more than living it from day to day until you are swallowed on the abyss of unknown. Another faceless man gone, leaving nothing and remembered by no one.
For that, his life had to change. Like the road beneath him, he wants that his body and mind are littered with pages of his life, his history and his memory. To leave something worth knowing and having someone turn after all is done and say that he had a life worth living, worth remembering by anyone.
The view broadens and a vision of a castle enters his view. A castle worthy of a hero and a legend. Camelot.
Warmth shoots throughout his entire body bringing a skip in his step, lightness to his movement. As if castle itself says that it will help him along the way, guard his secret and find a way for him to prevail on his journey.
The excitement follows. He is ready for this, it can be done. As the feeling of magic consumes his body and leaves small shocks on his fingertips, he knows, it was the right thing to do. As they say, greatness from small beginnings and his will be no different.
So as the trials and tribulations of his new quest await, with a smile on his face and determination in his mind he enters a place of legend hoping that one day, maybe, it will also have his name in it.
Merlin.