Here: At the End of All Things
Summary: Merlin and Arthur have been reincarnated many times. Now all cycles are coming to a close, and they stand flanked by Morgana, Gwen, Gaius, and the Knights and people of Camelot. They stand in a vast triangle, in their first forms they ever wore. Only a few things left to ever happen. (Last Unicorn-Groove Control) [Established but vague Merthur]
A raven haired boy with sky blue eyes, sporting a red neckerchief and a blue shirt over brown breeches and under a tannish brown jacket and brown black boots, stood hand fast with a man with blonde hair, eyes as blue as his partner's, a red shirt, black breeches, and leather boots. The pair stood at the apex of vast triangle that consisted of them, their friends and family, the knights and people of Camelot all in their original bodies and clothes.
When the last Eagle flies over the last Crumbling Mountain,
The raven haired man pointed to the west, into the setting sun. There, the last Eagle soared over the last mountain still standing. The mountain rumbled and shook before crumbling down. The people of Camelot watched, knowing that the world was coming to an end.
When the last Lion roars at the last Dusty Fountain,
The blonde man next to him nodded to the empty fountain in front of them, and they all saw the Lion that crouched to try and find water. Finding no water, it roared, the whole universe shaking with the resonation of that roar.
In the shadow of the forest, though she may be old and one,
They all looked into the shadowy forests as one, knowing that here was something coming.
They would stare unbelieving
They all watched in awe as a creature that The blonde and the raven haired had not seen since their first life in medieval Camelot.
At the last Unicorn.
They watched as the Unicorn that the blonde killed so many millennia ago stepped out of the forest, her coat shimmering and her mane pure white. Her horn glittering. Anhora stood next to her; he looked older than he did so many years ago when they first met.
When the first breath of winter through their flowers it slicing,
A bitter wind from winter ripped through them and chilled them to the bone. The blonde and the raven haired moved closer to each other, trying to keep warm as the flowers in the forest died.
And you look to the north, and the pale moon is rising.
The two women behind the men, a pale woman with long black wavy hair wearing a blue silk cover over a purple dress and a dark serving woman, looked to the north, causing everyone to follow suit. They all saw the pale moon rise over the ocean.
And it seems like all is dying, and would leave the world tomorrow.
Everything seemed to be dying, and it seemed like the world would be gone by the time to sun rose again. The men in the front of the triangle held each other tightly, trying to ensure that neither was going anywhere.
In the distance hear the laughter of the last Unicorn
They heard laughter in their minds, distant, joyous laughing. They looked up, and saw the Unicorn galloping gracefully across the plains behind the Lion that was curled up at the fountain.
The people of Camelot all looked up to the sky, then to their loved ones. They ended up in a vast group hug around the blonde and raven haired man. The two's last words were,
"I love you."
