October 10, 2016
Sorcerer’s Worry

By: Ashley Rude

The field was open and lovely, the flowers ranging from different colors just blended together like they were supposed to be. I looked around and saw a tall mysterious guy staring at me. Strange, he wasn’t here a blink ago. I took a step and he did the same. I knew him and he knew me, I hope.

“Where am I?” I asked and he smirked.

“Don’t you know?” he asked and I looked around. I looked back and shook my head, not afraid.

“No.”

“Who are you?” he asked, taking a step in to the open field.

“Katie.”  he muttered, answering his own question and I nodded.

“That’s right.” I say and suddenly he’s in front of me, but it’s not why he’s standing in front of me that has my full attention, it’s what’s in his hand. I wasn’t scared for one very good reason, which made so much more sense because the world around us seemed to be falling apart, but where we were standing remained untouched by the darkness surrounding us. He came closer and touched my cheek. I didn’t flinch, like I should have, in fact I did the opposite and held his hand there. I knew him, and we had known each other for ages

“Merlin.” I say and he smiled, pulling me into his arms.

“I found you. Thank god I found you, but how did you find me?” he asked and I shook my head.

“I felt this kind of pull, and I followed it. You’ve changed.” I say and he shook his head.

“No, I have always been this and I hoped that one day you’d know. I wanted to tell you from the very day we met but I was afraid.”

“The most powerful warlock of time was afraid? Why were you running before?”

“I was. I wasn’t sure about your reaction so I left. That was my mistake and I will never repeat it again. I swear.” He says and I realized that is why he left. He was a warlock and couldn’t tell me. Afraid of my reaction, he ran away from me, hoping to keep me from judging him. I kissed him and his hands found mine, holding me like I would disappear.

“Don’t you know I’d never judge you?”

“I do now. So what do we do?”

“We help Arthur but we do it together. Agreed?” I asked and he smiled, holding the sword that would change the tides of this battle, the sword that would be known for ages to come. Excalibur.