A/N: I know I geplaatst Chapter 1 before the prologue… Morgana just didn’t seem as desperate as I wanted her to seem. It seems like the writer’s on the toon seem to have the same problem. She keeps getting worse, but nothing ever changes. Anyways, here it is….

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She wakes up screaming, alone every night: terrified and alone, even when she's not. It doesn't matter whose there with her, the isolation after the dreams is chilling.
They are long past the point of Gwen staying in the castle; it changes nothing. The only thing it accomplishes is neither of them getting much rest. Gwen still...

A/N: So, these two have been haunting my thoughts lately and I had to take a shot at it. I know this scene is a bit redundant, but until Season 3 starts back up there’s not much [cannon] to work with : )

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Morgana awoke slowly. The first thing she realized was how thirsty she was. meer than dry, it was burning all through her mouth and down her throat. She looked around her strange surroundings and tried to remember what had happened. It was no good. The memories weren’t there. Pulling the covers away from her body she sat up. She wasn’t ready for the dizziness that followed and held...