Andan Wiðinnan Mín Sáwol

by RobinGoodfellow3927

Our deepest fears are the ones that pierce our very souls. The fears that invade our nightmares. The fears that invade our waking hours. (This story was called "Nightmares" before)

13. Morgana Part 3

On with the story!

IDOM

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It's been twelve years since she lived in her father's household. She no longer has nightmares of his death.

Tonight she awakens shaking, though all she recalls of the dream is a wail of anguish.

The next morning, it's another day, another sorcerer, another head in the basket. Uther proclaims a celebration to mark the twentieth anniversary of his crusade against magic.

Then she hears it: the mother of the dead man, sobbing. She vanishes in a whirlwind of dust after promising Arthur's death in vengeance.

Morgana shudders as she closes the window. She'd heard that wail in her nightmare.

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Thanks to Dinosoprano for reviewing.