My secret Santa for gouachemole . sorry it's late! After Freya's death, Merlin is struggling under the weight of his guilt and grief, unable to move on. The thought of her steals into his head, invading his dreams, and hijacking his every thought. The world around him continues to turn, his friends oblivious as ever. But does Arthur see more than Merlin gives him credit for? Tbh, I figured out how to use tumblr messaging the day before yesterday, so I panicked and somehow this was what came out?! Sorry anyway, but I think it ended up okay, and I hope you like it! :)










