History of Magic: Merlin
Prompt: Beautiful - Eminem
Pressure
I was different. No, I am different, there is no past tense about that.
No one else could do what I can, no one can turn rocks into little animals, no one else could change the path of a moving object, or slow a falling one.
I was an abnormality within my village. They simply could not understand how I was able to do what I did. They had believed me to be possessed once, but that had only been until I had healed a child on the brink of death.
Everyone had looked up to me like I was some kind of god then.
I hated it.
I hated the sudden attention. I hated the sudden increase in people trying to be my friend. I was Merlin, just Merlin the scrawny boy from down the road that could almost never do anything right. That person was me, not whichever holy entity they believed me to be now.
I had to leave. The expectations of everyone had been weighing down on me for some time, and had become far to heavy. I could no longer bear that weight. I would prefer having what I had when I was younger. I would prefer to be ignored.
My entire future was now uncertain. I had wanted to live my entire life like any of the other children in the village, but I knew nothing about myself.
I'm in self imposed exile in the middle of nowhere but I needed to find the answers even my parents didn't know.
I needed the answers.