if you love me, won't you let me know. a merlin fic, g. 928 words.
morgana is no stranger to nightmares. in fact, she's all too familiar with them. almost as well as the loneliness of childhood. but relief might just come in the form of arthur pendragon.
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truely brilliant, hope you write more ;P
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The best advice I can give about writing is just... practice. Read others' works, and practice as much as you can. (:
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She wakes, gasping, shaking, shivering, trying to assure herself that the wall of her chambers is reality, not the monsters pent up inside her head. Sometimes, she can't even tell the difference.
very nice :)
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Heehee, thanks bb.
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