Epilogue

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Dear Clotpole

It's been a long five years for me, a very long five years. Although to you that is between one blink of an eye and another, for anyone to be alone, it is a lifetime. I want to see Gwen again, see my father, see Camelot. Now I'm not exactly the touchy feely sort of person, so I'm sure you know exactly how much that cost me to say it. Stop laughing at me you cabbage face! I know you are, I can practically sense it.

I also know you're a complete idiot, as well, and that instead of going ahead to Avalon, you would have waited for me. You really are an idiot, you know that? Do know that. Know that, hear it, then completely ignore it. You are braver than you would ever believe, and more loyal than I ever deserved.

I'm dying now- nearly five years after our last conversation. Questing beast, it was. Don't you dare try and save me, like you did with that Griffin a few months ago. I know it was you, I'm not stupid.

As for the country, I've brought him out of his shell, and Jonathan will be a fine leader.

But now that the last of the splinter soldiers have been captured and destroyed, and sorcerers are universally accepted, I am ready. For me, it is time to go home.

I am also done pretending your ridiculous loyalty means nothing- but for Christ's sake don't let it go to your head.

Whatever happens next, I know that we will be okay, and I know we will be in this together. Heaven or hell, Avalon or Hades, we will make it. We will. We few. We band of brothers.

From the the prat who's ready to come home,

Arthur

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And that is itttttt. I'd like to thank anyone that's actually taken time to read this fic- means more than you know.

Basically thanks for reading, please leave a vote, maybe a comment if you're feeling generous?

Xx

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^2013

\/2017

Looking back at this fic a few years later, I realize how much I really can't claim credit for. This is basically a mashup of everything I have ever loved: there is merlin (obviously), doctor who, supernatural, once upon a time, the mortal instruments, sherlock, Tolkien, various edits and quotes I'd obsess over on pinterest, shadow and bone, Harry Potter, even a little twilight. (I was 13, okay, don't judge.)

Whether you spotted my (many) fandom references, or not, thankyou for taking the time to read this, whether you liked it or not, whether you voted or commented or not- either way, watching that read counter tick up just warmed my little fandom obsessed heart (who am I kidding I'm still fandom obsessed), and gave 13 year old me the confidence I was lacking.

Even now, four years later, if I'm down or feeling particularly shitty (a levels will do that to you) I will open this story and read some of the comments left here, and it will always, without fail, make me smile.

So, my fellow merlinians, thankyou for watching, then reading and for some reason liking. (Maybe in a few years, with a little therapy and a lot of fanfic, we might just get over that finale).

Xx

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