A/N: Yes, I know I didn't update last night. I'm really sorry; my mom took me, my sister, and our friend to McDonald's, at like, 11:30, and I had to be at work at 9:30 this morning, so I needed sleep. But you get two tonight to make up for it! And as soon as they're up, I'm going to go rewatch 'Silence in the Library,' then 'Forest of the Dead,' then weep for River Song, and then go on a homicidal rampage because Steven Moffat is an evil troll. A brilliant evil troll, but an evil troll, nonetheless.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: BBC's. Not mine.
Rating: K+
Genre: Drama/Supernatural
Characters: Morgana
Pairings: none
Prompt: Right (One Day I'll Fly Away)
113. Right
She didn't quite remember when it stopped. Not the anguish; she could still feel that somewhere, curdling the depths of her soul. That would remain with her until the day she died, no question about it.
One day, though, she found herself waking up, and instead of anger and rage, all she felt was…sadness. Maybe even twinges of regret.
It wasn't her sister's voice she started hearing in her head. It was older; kinder, and far more powerful.
Every day, the Voice whispered about destiny, and everything she was meant to do, yet.
For both sides of the Pendragon throne.
Cheers!
~Melpomene