A/N: In essence: Camelot is taking over my brain. I'm stuck on it. So I have to write this. And the finale just brutally murdered me. So here you go.
How is this possible? Merlin asked himself. For the first time in his life, he was blank. He had no idea what he was supposed to do.
He started to feel tears run down his face. No, you can't cry, you have to be strong, always have to be strong.
He offered to save her. Tried to. But, no.' Have to save Arthur, I'm not worth it' attitude.
Then she died. And one of the only parts of him that could feel love died with her.
The other part belonged to his mortal enemy. Morgan.
But no, not her now. Igraine. Igraine.
In his dreams, he told her he loved her. And then he saved her.
But life isn't a dream.
A/N: Please review?