Disclaimer: It is hereby declared that I do not presume ownership of Merlin or Prince Dollophead. I only claim the right to predict their future in this fanfic.
Prophecy of Emrys: Gifted
He is gifted,
though no one knows it but him.
He shields himself,
He conceals many secrets
From those whom he protects,
Though they do not know it to be true.
His weapon is not a sword,
But a power deadlier than any blade.
He is blessed and cursed:
Blessed with a gift,
Cursed by the law,
The law that demands his life
For an ability given by birth.
He controls the very elements
From which he was born,
His existence is a force in itself.
His destiny is tied to those whom he saves
And to those whom he kills,
Though he may not wish it.
He saves with immense power,
And with ultimate sacrifice.
They who seek to deceive and destroy
Are his enemies,
He is the doom and destruction
Of those who oppose him.
He heralds the coming
Of the Once and Future King.
Destiny chose him to guard his sovereign,
The ruler who will rise from the ashes,
Who shall rise with the people,
And forge a kingdom of Albion
With a dragon-breath sword out of stone.
They are two sides of the same coin,
Their purposes entwined together.
Albion shall never arise
Without one or the other.
Known to some as Emrys,
Immortal servant.
Always watching,
He serves those whom he protects
At great cost.
He hides behind himself,
Travels in the shadow of his charges,
Makes himself one with the shadows.
They cannot truly know him,
For to reveal himself would mean certain death.