Life in another form
Title: Life in another form
Fandom: Merlin BBC
Rating: G
Wordcount: 287
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur
Warnings: Character death. Not really major.
Notes: I wrote this because of a discussion I had with my friend the other day about trees having lives (yes I am strange). Anyway, I hope it worked.
Please enjoy :)
There are many trees in the world and it is believed that each one shares a life with that of a human.
The night Igraine died one had been uprooted by an unexpected thunderstorm. The sound of it crashing to the ground was her dying screams.
As a prince was born a seed was planted by a young woman named Hunith.
When her son Merlin learnt to walk, the small sapling was there as a sturdy frame for him to lean on.
By the time he was eleven, he and his best friend Will would run around the small tree. At one point Will ran into an outstretched branch, and ended up with a bloody nose.
Both of them could have sworn it wasn’t there a minute ago.
When Merlin turned fifteen he would sit under it when he needed time to himself and to get away from everyone for a while.
Occasionally he would curl up next to it and fall asleep, unaware of the thick roots that emerged from the ground and ever so slowly weaved their way around the young boy’s body, holding him close.
When Merlin reached twenty he set off for Camelot, leaving behind his mother, his best friend, and the tree.
A few years later, Hunith received news that Uther had passed on and that Arthur was now the new king.
No-one noticed except her how the tree rapidly bloomed, sprouting flowers of gold and red.
The tree looked more majestic and beautiful than ever.
Hunith wished Merlin was here to see it.
But he could see for himself as he stood by the new king’s side on the balcony overlooking Camelot,
where Arthur looked more majestic and beautiful than ever.
Fandom: Merlin BBC
Rating: G
Wordcount: 287
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur
Warnings: Character death. Not really major.
Notes: I wrote this because of a discussion I had with my friend the other day about trees having lives (yes I am strange). Anyway, I hope it worked.
Please enjoy :)
There are many trees in the world and it is believed that each one shares a life with that of a human.
The night Igraine died one had been uprooted by an unexpected thunderstorm. The sound of it crashing to the ground was her dying screams.
As a prince was born a seed was planted by a young woman named Hunith.
When her son Merlin learnt to walk, the small sapling was there as a sturdy frame for him to lean on.
By the time he was eleven, he and his best friend Will would run around the small tree. At one point Will ran into an outstretched branch, and ended up with a bloody nose.
Both of them could have sworn it wasn’t there a minute ago.
When Merlin turned fifteen he would sit under it when he needed time to himself and to get away from everyone for a while.
Occasionally he would curl up next to it and fall asleep, unaware of the thick roots that emerged from the ground and ever so slowly weaved their way around the young boy’s body, holding him close.
When Merlin reached twenty he set off for Camelot, leaving behind his mother, his best friend, and the tree.
A few years later, Hunith received news that Uther had passed on and that Arthur was now the new king.
No-one noticed except her how the tree rapidly bloomed, sprouting flowers of gold and red.
The tree looked more majestic and beautiful than ever.
Hunith wished Merlin was here to see it.
But he could see for himself as he stood by the new king’s side on the balcony overlooking Camelot,
where Arthur looked more majestic and beautiful than ever.