This is possibly part one of two. In fact, it probably is. Set… well, long before the beginning of the series.


Drabble 11 - The Beginning of (Half) the Story

The crying of her eight-month old son awoke her from her fitful sleep. Opening her eyes, she expected a child awoken by nightmares or hunger. However, the sight that met her eyes was both unexpected and terrifying. Furniture was wobbling in place as smaller objects floated. Picking her son up and holding him close, she knelt by his crib. As his cries and the objects movement faded, he opened his eyes, revealing the yellow glow of magic. As she rocked her young child, she sighed.

"Shh. Mother is here, Merlin."

Life would never be the same again, after all.