Son of the earth the sea the sky

The Camelot-Sorcerer-Rescue-Squad There’s nothing to see here.

season 1, episode 4: the poisoned chalice

The new mark of a mage

beyond her kingdom

You’re wrong, Merlin.

The last Dragonlord black & white version I did a redraw of an old piece of art. I really couldn’t decide what kind of story it should tell and made two versions of it.

Merlin Memory Month| Day 5 ↳ Path II – Your favorite show of support

Merlin hums softly as he walks down the hall. It’s raining outside, so he purposely takes the long way to avoid coming into contact with the elements. He’s in a cheery mood today. Rain is his favourite.

“Morgana!” he calls. He smiles as he heads her way.

“Hello, Merlin.” She smiled turning around to face him properly.

“He needed some herbs. It’s a little bit of an emergency.”

“I do hope they’ll be okay. Maybe I can help you?” she suggested. It would get her mind off the nightmare, and magic.

“I can manage. I was just heading back anyway.” He hopes she doesn’t ask anymore.

Morgana sighed but nodded. “Alright. If you’re sure,” she replied, sounding a bit disappointed. 

He feels a little guilty at this. “I could walk you back, if you’d like.”

Morgana nodded, giving a light smile. “Sure. I suppose it’s best if I get back anyways…,”

“Um... Yeah! It’s getting, uh, pretty late.” A little guilt grows larger as he speaks.

- I can’t take it any longer, I can taste my spirit hunger. 

“He needed some herbs. It’s a little bit of an emergency.”

“I do hope they’ll be okay. Maybe I can help you?” she suggested. It would get her mind off the nightmare, and magic.

“I can manage. I was just heading back anyway.” He hopes she doesn’t ask anymore.

Morgana sighed but nodded. “Alright. If you’re sure,” she replied, sounding a bit disappointed. 

He feels a little guilty at this. “I could walk you back, if you’d like.”

Merlin hums softly as he walks down the hall. It’s raining outside, so he purposely takes the long way to avoid coming into contact with the elements. He’s in a cheery mood today. Rain is his favourite.

“Morgana!” he calls. He smiles as he heads her way.

“Hello, Merlin.” She smiled turning around to face him properly.

“He needed some herbs. It’s a little bit of an emergency.”

“I do hope they’ll be okay. Maybe I can help you?” she suggested. It would get her mind off the nightmare, and magic.

“I can manage. I was just heading back anyway.” He hopes she doesn’t ask anymore.

Merlin glances around, trying to identify the source of the noise. He’s nervous for a few reasons. For one, he’s not supposed to be here. It’s also the middle of the night, which makes him even more suspicious. 

“I’m sorry I’ve been gone…”

It's a sorry excuse, but the best Merlin can come up with without disclosing anything too incriminating.