So, This one may be a little short… sorry. But, we are getting closer and closer to the end. Honestly I don't know what I'll do with myself once this story is over… no more stressing about getting the next chapter written and posted….

well, anyways, Enjoy!

Ch. 11

After entering the cave, Morgana found herself alone. After a quick glance around herself she noticed the exit was now gone. With a shrug, she continued on. She came here for a reason after all.

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In the distance, Morgana saw a light. It being the only light throughout the cave, she decided to seek it out. Shrouded in darkness, Morgana walked on. As she walked, the last high priestess thought she heard familiar voices but shrugged it off as coincidence.

Once she got to the clearing here she has originally seen the light, Morgana was shocked. Before her, she saw visions of herself. Before her played images of her life, from her first cry to the day she became Uther's ward and on. She saw images of her past all the way to the present.

She walked further and further into the room until she reached the center. There, she found an orb of light that seemed to be casting out the images. Morgana reached out to touch it and as she did, the visions before her stopped. One by one they disappeared until she was alone with the light.

The orb suddenly began to shimmer brighter and brighter until Morgana had to close her eyes. Once the light dimmed to a bearable glow once again. Morgana opened her eyes. The sight before her left her speechless, the orb had taken a new shape and before her stood the mirror of herself, however instead of the rags she was wearing, the glowing image of herself wore a beautiful flowing gown she recognized as one of her favorites from back in Camelot.

And with a voice that mimicked her own, but with more wisdom than she could ever possess, the image spoke; "What do you seek my child?" The voice asked her.

"I seek to be strong for my friends so they do not have to live in the dark as I do." Morgana said, the words she hadn't even known where the truth until now causing a shiver of sadness to take her.

"My child," the voice spoke again "I have shown you your past, you see that you haven't always lived in darkness. Even now you choose it for yourself. Watch and I will show you all the possible futures I see." Once again all around her Morgana saw visions among the piles of bodies after battle. Her happy, smiling in Camelot with her friends. On and on the images played and every single one, arthur was not present. As they died, one by one the visions became softly glowing crystals where they stopped.

"My child, you have seen the future in your dreams. You know Arthur is no longer the man he was once prophesied to be. You know what must be done to unite Albion. But you do not have to shroud yourself in darkness, for it is within your light you will find your power and strength. Now sleep Child, and awake refreshed and strong."

The light slowly dimmed leaving Morgana feeling heavy and tired. She lay herself on the floor quickly conjuring a blanket and pillow. With the last seconds of light Morgana was asleep, dreaming of future days with Gwaine, Merlin, and Mordred by her side and a smile on her face.

I honestly don't know how this happened…. I know this story is called "Taking a Dark Turn" and trust me, it was supposed to be /dark/ but for some reason, this caught hold of my brain and wouldn't let go… Oh well

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~ Baker