mona stark ♕ the lady igraine (dereines) wrote in mythopoeics, @ 2012-08-15 15:35:00 |
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[ He was dead. The little brother she had loved for over thirty years was dead. She had not seen him for months, and now all she had left of him was his body. Upon his body being returned to Camelot, she had refused to see him in such a state for days, until she finally mustered up the courage to see him.
His body was in better shape than she had expected. In her dreams, she'd seen him stabbed and gutted, his body desecrated beyond recognition. But she wasn't any more pleased. He was cold when she touched his face, his wrists, his neck. Her touches, as they always were, were soft. Gentle. Not that Heimdall would take notice.
And for the first time in months, she cried. ]
[ filter; ra, merlin, mordred ]
This was not justice.