Are you there with me? Chapter 1: Merlin, a merlin fanfic. English isn't my language so Beta by Malallory, Thank you so much. Merlin scrambled forward. Step by step, his pace slowed as he fled deeper into the forest. When he arrived at the clearing, his strength ran out and he collapsed against a cold stone. Merlin felt the wound bleeding, but he couldn't manage to do anything about it- he had used his powers too much that horrible day. Merlin vaguely eyed the clearing, which looked familiar. Once, that rock held the sword that now threatened his life. And the man who was holding the sword, he called a friend. All was at an end. Merlin had failed, but he didn't feel sadness or guilt. Merlin was free.
Shadows lengthened. Merlin coughed blood. Had Arthur already found him? But no. Someone was moving in the shadows, approaching him with caution. Barely conscious anymore, Merlin lifted his gaze up. He grinned when the person stepped out of the woods and pulled the hood aside, revealing her face. "Morgana. " Blood and snow Chapter 1: Warm, a merlin fanfic. I Really Hate That Word, a merlin fanfic. I Hate That Word So here I am with an completely unexpected and rather long oneshot for you. I wrote this in like one day so please give me a little credit, it has close to 9,000 words in it. Anyway, I really wanted to post this so I took a tiny break from my other story, which I will get back to now that I'm done with this. This story takes place sometime after Arthur has become king of Camelot, but don't worry, I actually like it so hopefully it's good. Summary: Arthur really hated whenever Merlin said the word "fine" because it almost always meant that something wasn't.
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin or any of the characters, I simply wish to play with them for the enjoyment of myself and others, not for any profit beyond that. "Fine," I hate that word, Arthur thought. Once upon a time "fine" was a good thing. At first Arthur had believed Merlin when he said he was "fine" but it wasn't long before he knew better. Arthur had never considered that Merlin might get sick, he just hadn't.
Merlin's smile Chapter 1, a merlin fanfic. Thanks to my beta TheJunebut1218 Merlin's smile This is wrong. Absolutely, the totally wrong thing to do. Arthur looked at the pyre and a cold shiver passed through him. She was just a healer. Magic, yes, but a healer. Only a healer. He looked his father who stood in the wall, watching how the witch was burning. Arthur looked the sea of faces. How many of these people know her? There was Merlin, in the archway's entrance, leaning in the wall. And Merlin was smiling. Merlin? Arthur was running before he even noticed what he was doing. Arthur found the way in the archway and slowed his speed. Then he stopped. Merlin? But it was Merlin. Arthur opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything in some time. I have to know… "How you can smile Merlin? " He looked how Merlin froze and then slowly lifted himself off the wall and straightened. "I want to know what is so funny when innocent people are executed.
"Arthur. " "Merlin, look at me and tell me. " Arthur commanded. But Merlin didn't turn. "What is it? " Machinations of a Puddle, a merlin fanfic. Standard Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin. You know the drill. o~O~o It was a rainy day in Camelot, which was quite unusual given that no sinister plots had been launched against the kingdom in quite some time. Merlin was carrying Arthur's lunch towards his chambers in anticipation of the prince's return from his training when his foot slipped in a puddle of water and he quite spectacularly lost his balance. A few painful thumps later and he came to rest flat-out on his back at the bottom of a flight of stairs, the fragments of food he'd been carrying swimming in a rapidly-expanding pool of wine like little edible boats. "Merlin! " Merlin yelped in surprise as Arthur appeared suddenly beside him, his face a mask of worry and tears glittering in his cerulean eyes. "S-sire?
" "Oh, no, I shouldn't do that; you're injured. "Sire, please, I'm fine! " "Merlin, please," Arthur all but wept, cradling his friend's raven-locked head close. "Merlin, what happened? " "Who did this to you? " "Merlin! Oh, gods.