Author's Note So, I've been away from fanfiction for quite a while. I recently finished Merlin season five, and when it was over, I realized, IT COULD NOT BE OVER! So, like everyone else who just cannot see it end, I started reading FF again. When I started to get my own ideas, I thought 'what the hell?' and decided to give writing on here another shot. This is my first Merlin fanfiction. I hope it is not too horrible.
Review and tell me what you think! Because I crave feedback-I need to know if I should upload the rest and continue on writing!
Seven days. Seven days I'd been walking down from the mountain village of Camhara—where I'd spent the last few years of my childhood— and my journey still wasn't over.
I looked out over the cliff edge and saw the citadels of Camelot in the distance. Probably another day of walking, and then I'd be there. I leaned back against the tree I'd made camp under and sighed. I could feel the tree shudder. The earth hummed with life, and the soft breeze carried a mood of contentment.
I curled my legs against my chest and looked out towards the great city again.
This was death, most likely. But I needed to go. My knowledge of medicine needed to grow if I was ever going to be able to pass off my…talent as true practice.
The dreams were becoming more and more vivid, urging me. A beautiful woman, wearing white, with long blonde hair and green eyes, calling to me. Telling me to go where I most desired.
And, as idiotic as it was, that was Camelot. Home to the King, his Knights, and the heart of all the laws. King Uther was the one who started the Great Purge. Anyone that had magic and half a brain would stay away from his castle.
Instead, I intended to live in it. Or close to it, at least.
The Court Physician Gaius could hardly appose to teaching me more about medicine. It was what my father had wanted from me anyways, all that time ago. Except he never would have let me go to Camelot.
A little blue bird landed at my feet. My gaze flickered to it and as soon as it saw me acknowledge his presence he hopped up onto my arm and sang prettily to me.
"You are very bold, aren't you? Much more than the others." I said to him, causing his song to fall silent. "Most of the others I have to prod them to come."
It was obvious, even to this little bird, that I was different. I offered the bird my hand and he fluttered off my arm to rest on my palm. I set him on the ground next to me, and then looked over to my small pack.
I reached inside and pulled out what little bread I had left and ripped it into tiny pieces. I sprinkled them on the ground for the tiny bird and stuck the rest back in my bag. My hand brushed the leather cover of my mother's journal. I hesitated and then pulled it out of the bag and sat it on my knees.
The little gold inscription on the cover shimmered in the fading sun as I read it.
"Aperite pages revelare secreta illorum." The letter's glowed and the book hummed. I opened the journal to the first page and read my mother's letter for the thousandth time.
My Dearest Daughter,
If you're reading this, then I am no longer in your life. I want you to know how much I love you, even now, before I've seen your face.
There are things you need to know about me, and about yourself. The world is now dangerous for our kind. More so than it was before, anyways.
You are magical. But not just any kind. I am a Daughter of the Earth and of Light. I was not conceived as you were. In an old Druid ceremony, a Daughter of Earth is created.
The gods create a soul and form a body out of the elements, using magic to bring us to life. We remain a part of the earth even after we are breathing. You won't be like me so much. But my dreams tell me that you will have some of my gifts. The first gift is the ability to heal other beings. An incredible power. But it can never be used to bring back the dead. We have no right to decide who lives and who dies, darling. Only the gods can make that choice.
The second gift is the magic that courses through your veins. You can do so many great things with it. Once you learn how to control it, the earth will not be the only thing you can manipulate.
The other things you will notice are the way that other creatures of the earth respond to you. Animals will follow you around constantly, and though you may become a little annoyed by them, they mean you no harm.
As a Daughter of the Earth, you will most likely feel connected to natural things more than others. Remember that the earth fights for you, not against you. At your command, it would gladly give its life to defend you.
The trees will whisper to you of their times of freedom, and the wind will sing songs of love to you. But you must remember that you cannot change things for them. No matter how badly you want to set the earth free, and give the trees the freedom they crave, the animals the voices they seek, or the love the wind longs for, you must remember that you were created to keep the balance.
Be careful my love. You must never tell anyone you can not trust the truth. I know it's a lot to ask you to hide who you are, but you must. For me, and for your father.
I love you, sweet Alexandra.
Mother
The last rays of the sun slipped behind the trees, and Camelot's towers faded away. Tomorrow I'd set out again and before the next sunset, I'd be in my new home.
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Sincerely,
Ro Mance