Disclaimer: I do not own BBC Merlin
A/N- Finally! An angsty drabble. Man I haven't done one of these in a while.
Summary- Losing love could be worse than dying. And as the friendship between Merlin and Arthur lie broken at their feet, they know it be true.
Title- A Fate Worse Than Death
Merlin and Arthur stared at each other from opposite ends of the room.
Opposite ends of everything.
Somewhere down the line, their friendship had shattered. Merlin nor Arthur could remember when- it was a long process, both their souls breaking bit by bit the further they got from each other.
And somehow neither could stop the tears from flowing down their faces.
"How did it come to this?" This whisper was the only thing to break the silence.
Merlin woke up gasping, failing to keep in tears which overflowed from his closed lids.
Merlin couldn't dream of a worse fate.
Fooled you! I was thinking of making it not a dream but I just couldn't do it.
So how was that? Hopefully I haven't become too rusty at writing angst. I hope you guys liked it!