Merlin…Short story

“You wouldn’t believe how many people in Story are lining up to see you.”

“Probably not,” said Gwen.

“They all want you to tell them how their stories ends, or they want you to change the parts they already know and don’t like.”

“Everyone wants that.”

“I suppose that’s true.”

“What do YOU want?”

“I want to tell you that you have messed up MY story.  The story of King Arthur.”

“So, is it your story or his?”

“Arthur wouldn’t have a story without me.”

“I think it’s a good idea to be clean shaven.  You don’t look like such a stereotype that way.”

“I’m so glad you approve.”


“You took Arthur out his mother’s arms seconds after he was born, so you could use and manipulate him for your own purposes.”

“Everyone uses and manipulates others for their own purposes, surely you know that.  If not, it’s time you grow up and admit it to yourself.”

“You set Guinevere up, didn’t you.”

“It took long enough.  I put dozens of men in front of her but she remained true to Arthur, until I found shining Lancelot.  He got her attention, I can tell you that.  It was a bonus that he was pure of heart but was willing to destroy his best friend by falling in love with his wife.  Life is like a chess game and you just have to know how to move the pieces across the board in order to win. Because of you, Guinevere will not run off with Lancelot.  She told Arthur she was bewitched but the spell has been broken.  You know what kind of man he is.  He has forgiven her and you have ruined things that took me years to set up.”

“I think that’s called, ‘happily ever after.'”

“You had no right….”

“Did Arthur tell you to watch out for Morgan la Fay?”

“He did, but she would never cross me.”

“Remember that when you are encased in crystal.”

“But you have changed the story, you have no idea what will happen next.”

“That’s true.  Just like life.  A decision made by one person affects everyone else.  The thing is, Merlin, everyone’s story stops at THE END.”

“But Arthur’s story is rewriting itself moment by moment and…”

“He might find out you are an evil wizard?”

“I seriously doubt it.  You know how trusting he is,   The boy can’t see what’s right in front of his face.  He never could.  Without me he would have been like any other peasant.”

“He might have liked that.”

“Well, we’ll never know will we?”

“I guess not.”

“I’m going back to kill Mordred and get control of his wicked mother Morgan.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“Do you have a sandwich?  Everyone is talking about them.”

“Sorry, I don’t.”

“Maybe next time.”

“Don’t count on it.”



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8 Responses to Merlin…Short story

  1. Love your short stories…clever girl.

  2. So fun! Can’t wait to see who shows up to lunch next!

  3. Resa says:

    Hahaha re: the sandwich bit!!!

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