InsaneJournal

Characters: Merlin
When: Midnight, between the second and the third.
Location: An abandoned lot in Lawrence
Warnings/Rating: None
Summary: Merlin makes a home.
Status: Narrative

Merlin stood before the empty lot, watching it, eyes wide and filled with golden light. With a chanting soft sound, his voice filled the night air around him, and the ground rolled, ever so softly. Then the air crackled with energy and started swirling, clouds forming slowly, dark and light both, glowing with a brilliant gold twinned with a deep black light. His voice rose higher, faster in it's chant. Streaming from the air itself came a red light to join the other two in swirling, filling a tower of clouds and light, filling the small lot, the empty place with a feeling of not being empty any more. And then, there was a crack of thunder and the clouds faded along with the light, and his chant ended. Where an empty lot had been a tall tower of stone stood, simple brown stone filling it and lifting it upward. With a soft wave of sound, Merlin waved a hand, and the tower faded from view. The fence near him, once broken down and buried, was solid and whole once more, and Merlin walked forward, fading from view. On the fence, one sign stood, on either side of the lot. "Future Site of the Avalon Bakery. Do not Trespass. Those who do will be prosecuted."