A.N./ Uhh...sorry. Condemned!Merlin. Inspired by I Burn, by Toadies. Awesome song, btw. I don't own it or Merlin. Drabble rated T.
Merlin swallowed thickly as the guards stepped forward, the brazen torches sputtering slightly.
Fire is bright.
Uther nodded.
Fire is clean.
The torches lowered, gently touching the oil-soaked wood.
Never so alive.
The brownish mist rose and the smell of it stung his nose.
Smoke is freedom.
Clouded eyes and flaming lungs. Turned-down eyes from the women.
Flame is mercy.
He could feel the magic flaring, connecting with the fire and dancing with it.
I am free tonight.
It consumed him slowly, teasingly. He felt the scream rising in his throat and laughed through it.
And I burn.
Hehe...did I say I'm sorry?