Never mess with time... unless you end up like this...
Today was one of those rare days that Arthur let me have a day off from his huge list of chores to do. On those days I liked to grab my spell book and go deep into the forst and let my magic run free. I liked to try out new spells but today I decided to let the pages do there own flipping and that's when I saw this spell. It was pretty hard not to notice it because it was in gold letters and it covered the page! There was something about it that made me want to try and use it, even though I never knew what it was. I let my fingers absentmindedly brush across the spell. It made my blood boil. That's when I knew it was a powerful spell. It read "aevum liberum". I murmured it slowly. It rolled of my tongue so smoothly. Finally I closed my eyes and focused, letting the magic course through my veins.
"Aevum liberum." I chanted over and over again. It must've been about my 8th time I said it when something happened. I felt a radiating warmth escalating from my finger tips and at the edges of my body. It slowly grew warmer... and warmer until I was burning. I shouted out in pain and thrashed around like a maniac. So this is what it feels to dye as a sorceror if caught by Uther, to be burned alive. The last thing I saw before I collapsed was the spell words glowing a faint silver.
As I came back to consciousness, I was afraid to open my eyes. "Maybe that burning would come back?" I thought shuddering aswell. So I lay still, motionless for actually a couple of minutes. I was oddly restless for my usual self. Finally I opened my eyes to check if there was anything wrong with me. Maybe I had grown another head or maybe I'm blue! Nothing was out of the ordinary. Same place, same look but just in the late afternoon. "Huh," I said aloud. Maybe nothing was wrong. That's what I though until I sat but. I saw me arms breifly. Actually I didn't. All I was cloth sagging over my hands. Then I looked at my legs. My pants must've grown. Maybe that was a clothing alltering spell? I decided to check. "Speculum" I shouted into the air. Instantly a glowing orb appeared and started to solidify until it turned into a mirror. But I didn't see me! I saw yonger me!
"Holy crap!" Then I heard my new baby voice. "oh crap" it was like I was 8 again only I swear. I kept repeating crap. What would Gaius think? And Arthur and Uther... Well Uther wouldn't care much about me but he care to know I can do magic. "No!" I said "this isn't happening! it's just a dream!" I winced when I heard my child like voice. It was... different now. My entire look had changed. My face was more rounded and chubby. (damn that cookie lady at Ealdor that gave me all this baby fat!) My black hair swooped down between the middle of my eyes. To be honest it looked like Arthur's hair but more messier. My blue eyes were the same. But my clothes were way too oversized for me. I was an unaturally short child. I needed to find Gaius fast! Then I realized that rather large dilema of my clothes. I stared at my pants intensely. Slowly they began to shrink but they were still really baggy. The now shortened pants began to reveal the now too big shoes. "Oh who cares!" I said loudly and roughly took them off. It's a short walk to Gaius' room. Now for my shirt. I guess i could turn it into a cloak...
I was already on my way back to Gaius' chambers. I had seen my reflection in my fake mirror. I looked so much like Mordred, I wouldn't be shocked if the guards stopped me because I looked like the runaway druid boy. The guards stiffened slightly as I walked through the gates of Camelot. I mean who wouldn't. Mysterious looking person walking around concealed behind a cloak. I was dreading what Gaius would think. There would be yelling, oh yes and now I would have to talk to dragon but I'm actually looking forward to see what would happen. Actually, I wonder if his face can look shock? I sighed heavily as I stood in front of the doors. It's now or never.
"Gaius!" I called as I pushed open the door.
"Merlin?" Gaius looked up from his studies. As he took in my appearence his face turned into an emotionless mask. "Why do I have a bad feeling that's you Merlin"
"I'm sorry Gaius!" I said sadly. "I didn't mean to do it, the spell made me!" I pointed accusingly at my book under my cloak
"How many times have I got to tell you not to cast spells you don'y know!" He sighed. "Now we have to tell Uther."
Holy crap. "W-why?" I stuttered. "He'll kill me!"
"Well then make up a story Merlin. We'll go see him tomorrow."
A day! I can't come up a story in a day! I was a terrible liar and everyone knew it! Unless... if it was a half truth?
"Now we'll need to find you some clothes." Gaius gestured at my tattered clothes. I blushed. Great I can't wait for tommorow...
review? also if you were wondering "aevum liberum" is latin for the age of the child and "speculum" is latin for mirror.
