The Thousandth Year || Merlin fanfic
For so many years Merlin had stood standing guard over an empty lake - a resolute soldier with one last duty left to perform. Wars waged around him, and still he waited. When people asked him, when even Alaric dared question, the answer they got was always the same.
"How can I do anything but wait?"
"Who are you waiting for, though?"
He would smile faintly. "A prat."
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