Just a short drabble thing, set before 2.13. small spoilers for series 2.
I don't own Merlin nor the characters. Only the laptop I write this on.
Dreaming. A face in the darkness. Smiling and cheerful. Like it is the only light source for a million miles. A young handsome man with a face that says so much more than it needs to. His pale complexion and dark hair. Who was this person? The scenario changed, it was still the handsome young man but another was with him. Dressed like royalty but talking like a friend. Smiling and soothing the raven haired boy. Whispering words of sorrow into his ear. Both such mysterious people. Someone was lying on the cold forest floor, looking both dead and alive at the same time. But Who? Looking closer, closer, closer until...
BANG, CRASH,THUD! Balinor woke up cursing the Gods under his breath. But that didn't matter, this dream was a warning. Balinor knew he was going to die. But it was ok, because he knew it would start the beginning of a new age. A better age.