Not Afraid of the Dark [morgana] Jun 11, 2013 14:07:11 GMT -5
Post by Mordred on Jun 11, 2013 14:07:11 GMT -5
Setting: Between series 2 and 3, when Morgana spends a year away from Camelot
Location: Druid camp in the forest just outside Camelot
Tags: Morgana Pendragon
A young druid boy crouched beside a fire, prodding it with a stick to coax the flames to cook a stew for himself and the other druids around him. He was glad to be among them after having spent so long among bandits. These were his people, peaceful and kind. Best of all, they encouraged his magic rather than feared or otherwise disapproved of it. Since he had last entered Camelot, he had grown somewhat, his voice starting to deepen as it prepared to break. His powers had strengthened, too, rivaling even the adult druids. Most of them could not cast spells without uttering a single word as he could, and knowing this brought him pride.
The boy, Mordred, quickly glanced around him to make sure there was someone close by to watch the fire. Swiftly, he darted into the small canvas shelter in which he slept and kept his few possessions, returning to the fireside with an emerald green cloak. He had had this cloak for years, and it was starting to be too short for him, but he did not mind. The material was drawn tightly around him against the cooling air of the gathering night. The stew was by now starting to boil, so he took a step back and looked around him. The shadows deepening and creeping beneath the trees used to frighten him. Before he had nightmares about what lurked in the forest, imagination twisting the shadow of a moving leaf into a great roaring beast ready to stalk and devour him while he slept.
How times had changed. His time with bandits had taught him not to show fear, and the month since he had spent reunited with the druids had taught him not to feel fear either. Of course, it was fine to be scared sometimes, and he was still scared of some dangers. The darkness was no longer among those dangers. He knew he was strong. The druids around him would protect him, being not just his teachers but his carers too. Even if they were not around, he was able to knock back men with a thought. This was enough to defend himself, he knew, and so he had less to fear from the darkness. While the darkness and what it might hide was something which had started to lose its scariness, other new aspects were showing themselves as dangers to not take lightly. These strong powers might protect him, but they would also get him killed if any of Uther's knights saw, as he was well aware. There was also something to be feared from the powers themselves; protecting himself was one thing, but he could really hurt people. As a druid, he had no desire to cause anyone any harm, and so it made him afraid of himself when he saw that despite his young age he was already so strong.