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vengeful_fay
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Dew seeped through Morgan's thin slippers as she wandered slowly towards the center of Camlann. She drew her cloak tighter around her shoulders in an attempt to make herself as unobtrusive as possible. Her breath hung on the air, blowing out passed her lips in short bursts. The urge to change herself into a small sparrow and flit into the forest crossed her mind more than once, but she successfully tempered the urge to try any magic on herself in this state.
And what a state it was.
Bitterness surged inside her with every step she took, bringing up old memories that were best left forgotten. Memories of a time when she had been happy. There had been such a time, brief and fleeting like all joyful things were, but there it was. A time when she'd been immersed in her studies, a time when she hadn't felt such utter loathing and contempt for everything good in this world.
Morgan stopped in the middle of the path, clutching her stomach in agony. If Guinevere hadn't...but she had. Magic crackled at her fingertips, begging to be released, and with a low snarl she aimed her anger on the unsuspecting shrub beside her. In a flash it crumbled, reduced to nothing more than ash.
Tags:
morgan le fay, hunter
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