Aug 18, 2019
@ofdruid sc. {♥}
His mind is clouded, like the lake’s shore early in the morning. He tries to fight through the mist, to piece together the person he has once been. But the gray drifts are too strong and the memories were lost too long ago, he cannot quite catch them. And then she appears, like a will-o’-the-whisp, like a guiding light. A face he almost remembers. But from where? Morgana. He shifts slightly, still sitting on the bed in which she had left him. The rundown cabin slowly shifting into view as he returns from the mists back into reality. “My Lady”, his voice sounds strange for he has not heard it in so long, “What happened? Why am I here?” Why have I returned? He does not wait for her to come closer. He needs to know.
#ofdruid#I hope this is all right! And I am sorry it took me so long to get around to these starters#I thought it would be interesting to do something once she brought Lancelot back from the dead but if not that just let me know ;)#;;und sie sagten das Herz sei ein einsamer Jäger - Lancelot du Lac Interactions#;;just hold the line until the end - BBC Merlin#;;and darkness in my veins - Arc2
