brunettepetTitle: It's Time
Rating: G
Pairing/s: None
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin
Word Count: 100
Prompt: 120 Hands
Arthur drifts in and out of consciousness for days or months or years until there is an insistent tugging into wakefulness and a whispering all around him (or only in his head), ”It’s time. It’s time. It’s time.”
Tugging becomes tearing, pushing his waking body through a twilight landscape his eyes refuse to open to.
Then Arthur is falling but somehow rising, too, through a clear blue sky, under a grey green lake. Suddenly somebody is above him, distorted by water and then not as shaking hands pull Arthur up, gasping, into Merlin’s crushing, tearful embrace.
He’s finally home again.
