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It was raining. Morgana watched the rain pour from the dark clouds. Lightenings danced on the sky like dangerous cobras made of light. She wished she had been able to control those lightenings. She wished to destroy everything in her path…

There was a time when she used to love her sister dearly, but as she saw her real face she wondered how she could have been so blind. Morgause played the loving sister, yet Morgana felt like hugging a rock everytime her sister held her in her arms, which happened pretty rare. It was true that she had blamed her for Merlin's death, but she hadn't meant it…at least not then.

As time passed, the High Priestess started to wonder if it wasn't what Morgause had wondered from the start. She had never really like Merlin. What if she was the one who killed him and not Bolin? She needed to find out. She had to escape no matter the price.

It felt good to have the rain wash her skin, mixing with her tears. Morgana had thought she would not be able to cry anymore. She took a last glance to the castle. The witch did not intend to come back….

"Morgana, you're going to catch a cold." The High Priestess turned only to see her sister stand in front of her.

"Why do you care?" Morgana asked bitterly…

"Because I've always cared for you. " Came her answer.

"I don't believe you." Morgana threw at her and ran away.

"Wait. We need to talk. I don't have much time. I am your sister, Morgana and not that shell conjured by Nimueh" as she heard that, Morgana stopped running and watched her in wonder. "Do you remember Lancelot?" Morgause went on. Morgana nodded.

"It can't be…" the witch muttered. "I should have realized"

"It is not time now for regrets. Nimueh wanted to turn Merlin against you, but things did not get as she'd planed."

"What do you mean? Is he alright?" For the first time in weekes she hoped to see him again. She would do things better. She would never leave him again…Morgause hesitated to give an answer. She had made a deal with Merlin and she was pretty aware that there was only an answer she could give her sister….It was for her sister's sake….still, seeing the sparkle of hope on her face… Maybe, one day she would be happy. Merlin had to deal with Nimueh by himself.

"It wasn't a lie, Morgana. Maybe, it was the only truth she had told you. I'm sorry…" The words were already spoken and there was no way back. Morgana accepted the reality bravely.

"How am I able to see you?" She asked after a moment of silence. "Could I see him also? I need to…" she muttered.

"I'm trapped between the worlds, that is why. You need to kill her and free me, but first there was something Merlin wanted you to know."

"Have you spoken with him?"

"Yes, I have. He wants you to know that he loved and will always love you no matter what happenes and that he wants you to be happy. He asks for you to promise you won't look for revenge. He worked too much to save you from that darkness and he would never forgive himself if you're going to fall down again because of his death. He'd sacrificed everything so you could be free. Do not lose that freedom, Morgana. He only asks for one thing in return – to look after his mother. He knows this pain will seem to never end, to drown you, but eventually you will find a way out of it. You are strong, Morgana. Never forget to smile. We all missed your smile. He promised to visit you in your dreams. Would you promise him you are going to forget about vengeance and bitterness and start a new life, a life where you can use your magic to heal? I'm sorry for the part I played. I only wish you to be happy."

"I can't lose him. I'm so alone, Morgause. You can't leave me alone, too." She wanted to cuddle in her sister's arms, but she was nothing but fog.

"I'm so sorry, Morgana. I have to go. It's up to you whether you are going to set my soul free. I'm not going to blame you. Be careful, my little sister. You are not alone. You will never be alone. If no one is going to love you, you have to love yourself. We will always love you…"

"How did it work?" Merlin asked as Morgause appeared on the bank of AvalonLake.

"How do you think? Make me a favor, will you?"

"I guess I own you that."

"Don't die."

Morgana watched her sister's face as she muttered the words to set her free. Morause opened her eyes, looked at her and smiled.

"Be happy, Morgana. Just be happy." Her eyes closed gently and her body became limb. Morgana was alone again. The storm had calmed down and the sun was shinning once again. For the first time, the witch realized she was wet and cold. However, the sun had never shone more beautifully.