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    “Merlin,” The Noblest Knight says, Lancelot, Merlin whispers to the wind. “what are you doing?”

    He tears his eyes away from Lancelot and it’s then when he notices the changes around him, the trees look more vibrant, there are more flowers than when he last looked, and the bald patch of grass isn’t there anymore.

    “I didn’t—” Merlin whispers to Lancelot, slightly terrified “—I didn’t do it on purpose,”

     

    Or: Merlin knows something is different, he doesn’t realize what it is until they find a Druids’ Temple

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    “You can’t meet Arthur like this.” Mordred gave up on trying to phrase things delicately when Merlin said he didn’t want to kill him.
    “Why the hell not?”
    Mordred grimaced, unsure of how to explain the nuances of the 21st century to a thousand year old warlock. “Arthur is probably some fuckboy business major who's going to call the cops when he sees you following him around. He’s not going to remember you like this. You’re gross and jaded and you make people uncomfortable. You’re not Merlin anymore, Emrys, you’re not even human.”

     
    Title based on the song "Hard To Find" by The National.

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    But he had to, he had to, whatever they said of his father and whatever shame he felt in so marring his legacy. The deaths could not continue. Magic was not so rare as the nobility wanted to believe. At least a third of Camelot’s population were sorcerers, or had the capability to become so, an absurd number for a kingdom that steadily lost such kinds to execution and magical attacks. It was as though magic was being called here, centered in his kingdom, and he could not fight it any longer.

    The Disir had given him a choice, and he stood by his answer. He’d gone in alone before them and left with a new vow.

    Magic would be free, and Arthur would honor its gods.

     

    "The Disir" rewrite

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