InsaneJournal

Who: Nimue and Merlin
What: Spazzy times
Warnings: Probably not.


Nimue had known her destiny for as long as she could remember. There were nights when she had wished it would change, but still the same dream. She had dreamt the same fate countless times. Even when it seemed unpleasant, it was comforting in a way.

Her arrival here had thrown a wrench in the works. Merlin was so young, and claimed to know very little. Still, Nimue believed she was working with the same destiny. She would wait patiently while the boy grew and learned, and then she would ask him to finish her training. It was her destiny, after all. It was all she could do.

Then, after having been in this strange world for about a week, she had a fate dream. Only... this one was empty. She was floating in space, and all of the markers from her destiny were drifting away from her. She couldn't catch any of the pieces. Everything was fragmented, and she was losing them all. By the end, there was nothing left but emptiness.

Nimue sat straight up in bed, gasping for breath. Her body was covered in sweat and she was shaking. Blood was rushing through her ears, pounding until it felt like her head would shake apart. Her fingers clawed at the blankets, trying to grab onto something that wasn't there. Something beyond her reach. What was she?