Camelot_Drabble

What a heart hurting portrait of the depth of Merlin's grief. I loved this heart wrenching bit: His face is tracked with tears. The bitter trails will scar, Merlin is sure, and blister scarlet reminders of his failures across his skin. It is not fair. It is not fair that he should live - he, the land's most blubbering, useless warlock to exist - while others should perish. Arthur deserved better than to give his life like this - for his kingdom, his people, and his family, yes, but reeling from betrayal and torn by friends-turned-foe. There's so much pain and self loathing and white hot hurt, it makes me ache for this poor sorcerer cut free from a destiny that wasn't fulfilled. Yet.