“I, Arthur Pendragon, handsome young man and spectacular Rugby player, admit to you, Morgana Pendragon, stroppy pregnant woman and possessor of bad music tastes, that I am, and will forever be, in love with Matt Smith, even with his extreme excess of forehead.”
Morgana looked up from spreading butter on her third slice of toast (Arthur had pointed
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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6002664/1/The_Meaning_of_Courage
LJ hated me when I tried to upload it, so it's on ff.net. (:
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