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Merlin's bones don't feel like they fit. His magic is spilling out the edges. He can't sleep.
There are foxes in the night, nipping at his heels.
“I’m afraid you are close to waking, young Emrys.”
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Self-indulgent and dramatic. If Merlin is too much magic, too much Emrys to be human, that's got to feel a bit fucky.
Bookmarked by Rhetoric_Cabinet
02 May 2024

