It was almost funny. How a dream could turn into a nightmare.
Merlin had always looked at his life as a journey. All actions leading to a destination he had always been able to see. He let his hope for the future lead him through his decisions, the actions he took in large part decided by his desire to bring about his vision for the future.
And yet, he found himself stuck in a reality he couldn't understand.
He had done everything he could. Actions and decisions made in an attempt to save his friends and family.
Once his life had been something of an adventure, a secret to hide, someone to protect, and friends to guide him along the way. It held color and laughter, and he had never felt so complete.
He sometimes wondered where those simple times went.
It was, he thought, the price he paid for those he loved. His self-proclaimed mission.
To suffer so they wouldn't have to.
