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Moderators for Taste of Magic ([info]tastymod) wrote,
@ 2010-01-25 21:19:00

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Merlin

Born of men and magic and evil, mage to the astonishingly brave and stupid Arthur Pendragon, Merlin's story seemingly ended with the betrayal by Nimue, and the sealing of his tree prison.

But time means nothing for a wizard like him, and from the end of time, where he was freed, he snapped back to watch the end of his dream, then wander the world, eyes full of all too grand wisdom, and too too much sadness.

In time, wishing for more solitude, he found an isle of magicks, created by a witch and goddess older even than he, and he settled there, using her magic and his own to mask it even better, and to begin wielding his magic in a new way, to cook, and to brew magic and patterns across the stars.

When the world came too close to the Isle, then two took it sideways into another space, a pocket of water and air, where the island, grown large now, rests upon the sea, with a castle of magic under it, and a rustic, and yet high-tech, bakery atop it. And every once in awhile, the magic opens the doors, and people wander in.

Over time, the island came to be home to a few, those who felt at home with the magic, who came to love it, or simply who wanted refuge. And the Island existed, and the doors opened, and, in their own ways, Calypso and Merlin were content...

Thanks to [info]arurbex for the table!


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