Over the Cliff's Edge

"Merlin!" a voice rang out into the distance.

"Merlin!" it repeated again, the distressed tone only increasing each time.

Arthur had repeated his manservant's name several times now and so far, he'd gotten no results. Safe to say, he was worrying his princely socks off. He firmly shook Merlin's shoulder, begging for him to wake up on the inside, but on the outside, he was just shouting his name.

"Merlin!" he yelled for the tenth time, the man who lay in front of him not responding.

'Well, of course he wouldn't,' the back of Arthur's mind told him. 'He's fallen off a cliff for God's sake.'

OR

Merlin falls off a cliff and Arthur learns that it's not the first time this has happened. So, Merlin tells Arthur a tale from when he was a boy.