The Sorcerer of Prophecy(Merlin Fan-Fiction)

The Dragon's Call

In a Land of Myth and a Time of Magic,the Destiny of a Great Kingdom rests on the shoulders of a young boy.His name...Merlin.

Freedom.A word that yesterday was just a simple noun and now it was an action.Freely running though her fingers and getting tangled on the dust behind her.

Nothing but the bright blue sky above and the green earth beneath judging you for who you are and where you are going.The air in your hair and lungs giving you a taste of it,freedom.That sweet word that put a smile across her face.

The clouds didn't even dare to appear that beautiful day,making the sky as blue as it could possibly be.A blissful feeling to know that you don't need to care about anyone but your own self only.To know that whatever you do you do it for yourself,only.That was freedom.Being able to act as you please.And that was her destination as well.A land full of freedom.

The hooves of a horse hit hard against the ground as it run through the forest.Leaving behind a trail of whirlwinds of leaves and dust.It rode fast,not even stopping for a single moment to look behind.Freedom was calling for them.

Her cloak swayed madly behind it.Like a black wave was trailing behind the black mare.Like magic.Magic,another thing that expressed her freedom.Run through her veins like adrenaline and filled her soul with bliss.But alas it was the only thing she couldn't express freely yet.

Trees zoomed quickly behind her.The quick feeling of riding on a horse making her dizzy but also making her more eager to reach her destination.The road was going on for miles and miles but her destination was only a few more minutes away.She followed a hill and reached its highest point.She tagged on the reins and made her horse stop,looking over at the green land.The mare made a quiet snort,expressing it's displeasure for stopping.

Green,brown and blue filled her eyes as she pushed her hood back to get a better glimpse of the land.She took a big breath.Oxygen filling her lungs and a bit of that taste of freedom.When she left her home she knew what she was coming across and that was the sight before her.

The city of Camelot.

It's castle sitting quietly and proud in the distance looking back at her as its red flags swayed in the breeze.Everyone in land said it was the strongest one amongst all the others.She didn't knew yet if this was true but seeing it's size and wall around it she was sure that she was joining a safe zone.

Not for magic though.She was warned multiple times about the use of sorcery inside Camelot.Forbidden and sealed by the King himself.She had no idea why a man of his authority would do such a thing.Forbidding magic was a huge mistake,if the King was so naive as she thought,the people would still use magic under his nose.Also she wouldn't be surprised if people were accusing others in order to get to his good side as well,and practice sorcery behind his back.

Her horse snorted once more bringing her back to reality."Restless already,Midnight?"said the brunette rider as she brushed a hand through her horse's black mane."Don't worry we're almost there."she said more quietly as she looked once more up at the castle.She had a lot to deal with when she would finally step in there.And one of them being the mistreat.

Being a woman put her in a lower position than a man.Why?Because men have the power.Because men can do everything.Back home equality was everything whether you were a woman or man with magic or not.There were rules and if you disobeyed you were punished.And she was sure there were here,in Camelot as well.

Equality gave her the opportunity to train herself in battle.Not that she had actually been in one but fighting her fellow teammates and teachers taught her a lot.What is it that they said?Practice makes better.And that's what she did.Her sword was her most precious possession along with her engraved pendant that sat hidden underneath her green tunic.All small things that reminded her of her family.