"I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant."
~Martin Luther King, Jr.
Merlin's POV
Normally I would enjoy riding Kilgharrah. The spectacular sensation of flying is something you don't experience every day. But now, after tying the horses and helping a sullen Arthur onto the dragon's back, I gain no joy from it. I cannot feel anything through the onslaught of strees from the recent events, the crushing weight of Arthur's rejection. I am numb. Unfeeling. No longer human.
Somehow I always thought that when I revealed my magic to Arthur he would accept it, despite his extreme anti-sorcery upbringing and the death of his Father and Morgana's betrayal. I thought our friendship would transcend all of that and he would see magic as it truly is; a gift, to be used for good. I though he would understand. Silly me.
But I cannot be angry with him because he is my friend and I try to understand him as I'd hoped he would understand me. And he is injured. A deadly magic is slowly moving toward his heart and I know he must be in pain but he never complains, refuses to show it because that's just who he is. And I love him. Not in a romantic way, but in a true way nonetheless. I love him and I can't let him die.
I close my eyes and feel the wind blow through my hair, trying to push me back, to stop me, like all the rest of the world. But Kilgharrah's wingbeats cut through the resistance, and I almost smile. i am riding to save my friend. My friend that hates me, but still my friend. And I cannot be stopped.
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Merlin Alternate Ending
FanficMERLIN SPOILERS!!!!! *********************** **************************************************** If you hated the ending of Merlin as much as I did, read this! It begins in the last episode right before Merlin and Gaius split up. This is my opinion...
