My eye lids feel heavy. Blurry light clouds my vision, and fuzzy noises fill my ears. Beeps and shouts and the rush of wind around me invades my mind. I can barely feel the rest of my body or the light padding beneath me. I try to lunge to get up, but someone or something pushes me back. Pain sears through my side.
I try and move my hand but it won't budge, and I find myself filled with stabbing fear. Where am I? What is happening? And even for a brief moment I wonder who I am.
I am Arthur Pendragon. I am king of Camelot. I should be dead. What is happening to me?
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The Once and Future King
FanfictionCenturies after Arthur Pendragon's death, a powerful force behind to arise. The fate of the world is at risk and it is time for The Once and Future King to rise again.
