Song 2: link
The rabbit, soft and warm,
But afraid in the snow,
With no 부시, 부시 대통령은 to hide in,
Feels driven into the clear,
But unlucky water,
And dies, sharp as ice,
One foot stretched forward,
With nails and 모피 on it.
The chill winter air pierces Guinevere’s lungs and stings her face as she runs, the wind unforgiving and cruel. She turns her head, looking behind her, eyes quickly searching for her pursuer.
I don’t see her, but I hear her footsteps, her angry yells, the zinging sounds as she casts spells, trying to reach me.
Keep running.
A low-hanging branch, heavy with encrusted ice, whips her face as she pushes through the undergrowth, but her face is already so cold that she does not feel the slap of the branch 또는 the cut that is opened on her cheek.
Suddenly she finds herself in a small clearing, dipping into a shallow valley. She pauses, panting.
No cover. Keep running.
Her aching lungs and 겨울왕국 feet protest as she lights out again, down the slope.
Gwen’s foot crashes down into the snow at the bottom of the 언덕, 힐 and into the hidden river below, the splintering crack of ice is the only sound she hears before her body is engulfed 의해 the freezing, wet coldness, clear and heartless.
“Scyfe!” Merlin hisses, thrusting his hand towards Morgana. Push. She flies through the air, her back connecting with a 나무, 트리 before she tumbles in a heap into the snow. Chunks of snow fall from the branches over her prone form, dotting her black 겉옷, 가운 with white blobs.
“Merlin! Merlin!” Arthur’s anxious voice shouts, frantic.
Merlin sprints toward his king to find him standing in the snow clutching Gwen’s rabbit 모피 wrap. The 모피 is frozen, the strands sticking up in clumps.
Arthur’s face is ashen, his expression helpless and desperate as he stares at it, then up at Merlin. He turns his face to where her tracks ended abruptly, a messy hole in the snow.
Merlin rushes down, past Arthur just slightly. “Stop! If the ice broke under her feet, you’ll surely go under as well,” Arthur says, his voice weak and shaking.
“I see her boot,” Merlin says quietly. He takes another step forward, holding his hand out in front of him. “Eorðe,” he hisses, and he walks calmly to the hole. Solid.
Arthur scurries down after him, trusting his friend’s magic to hold them both. But is he strong enough to save her?
They reach the edge of the hole and crouch down, their own discomfort from the biting cold completely forgotten as they reach into the frigid water and pull the queen’s limp form from the river.
Arthur spreads his cape out and they place her in it, wrapping her in the thick red material.
“We need to get her warm,” Arthur says quietly.
“We need to get her breathing,” Merlin corrects, bending down, motioning that Arthur should do so also. “Lift her up, so she is sitting.”
Arthur takes her gently 의해 her shoulders. She’s so cold, so limp. The beautiful brown of her skin is slightly grey. He sits behind her, supporting her.
Merlin places his hand on her chest, closes his eyes and whispers, “Áscéadan.” Clear.
A moment later, Guinevere heaves, coughing, water spilling from her mouth, out of her lungs in great gushes. Arthur clutches her, holding her supportively, willing any remaining warmth from his body into hers.
“Now we get her warm,” Merlin says, standing.
“Any sign of her?” Arthur asks, pacing the room, waiting for Guinevere to wake up. They got her body warmed in time, huddling her in front of the 불, 화재 in a pile of skins, Arthur wrapped around her as well, staying with her until she opened her eyes for a few minutes, wanting the chamber pot and then the bed.
“No, Arthur. The knights found the spot where I felled her, but she was gone. No tracks,” Merlin frowns.
“Of course not.” Arthur kicks the table, and it scuffs across the floor a few inches with an angry squeak.
“Don’t kick the furniture, Love,” Gwen’s voice, sleepy and slightly muffled, drifts to them from the bed. Arthur runs to her, sitting down beside her, placing his hand on her forehead, her cheek.
“How are 당신 feeling?” Arthur asks quietly as Merlin joins them.
“Oh, like I was dead for a little bit today. You?” She smiles weakly at them.
Merlin chuckles, but Arthur can’t yet bring himself to laugh. “You should eat something, Love.”
“Have you eaten anything?” she asks.
“No,” Merlin 답변 for him, earning him a dirty look. “I’ll have some 수프 brought for 당신 both,” he says, turning.
“And—” Arthur starts.
“Yes, I’ll send Gaius up, too,” Merlin says, waving his hand dismissively at Arthur, not turning around.
“Arthur?” Gwen asks.
“Yes, my sweet?”
“Will 당신 just lay with me and hold me for a little while?”
He immediately shucks his boots off and scoots under the covers beside her, fully clothed, gathering her to him.
She tucks her head into his shoulder and snuggles in, closing her eyes again.
“I thought I’d 로스트 you. Again.”
Song 4: link
The rabbit, soft and warm,
But afraid in the snow,
With no 부시, 부시 대통령은 to hide in,
Feels driven into the clear,
But unlucky water,
And dies, sharp as ice,
One foot stretched forward,
With nails and 모피 on it.
The chill winter air pierces Guinevere’s lungs and stings her face as she runs, the wind unforgiving and cruel. She turns her head, looking behind her, eyes quickly searching for her pursuer.
I don’t see her, but I hear her footsteps, her angry yells, the zinging sounds as she casts spells, trying to reach me.
Keep running.
A low-hanging branch, heavy with encrusted ice, whips her face as she pushes through the undergrowth, but her face is already so cold that she does not feel the slap of the branch 또는 the cut that is opened on her cheek.
Suddenly she finds herself in a small clearing, dipping into a shallow valley. She pauses, panting.
No cover. Keep running.
Her aching lungs and 겨울왕국 feet protest as she lights out again, down the slope.
Gwen’s foot crashes down into the snow at the bottom of the 언덕, 힐 and into the hidden river below, the splintering crack of ice is the only sound she hears before her body is engulfed 의해 the freezing, wet coldness, clear and heartless.
“Scyfe!” Merlin hisses, thrusting his hand towards Morgana. Push. She flies through the air, her back connecting with a 나무, 트리 before she tumbles in a heap into the snow. Chunks of snow fall from the branches over her prone form, dotting her black 겉옷, 가운 with white blobs.
“Merlin! Merlin!” Arthur’s anxious voice shouts, frantic.
Merlin sprints toward his king to find him standing in the snow clutching Gwen’s rabbit 모피 wrap. The 모피 is frozen, the strands sticking up in clumps.
Arthur’s face is ashen, his expression helpless and desperate as he stares at it, then up at Merlin. He turns his face to where her tracks ended abruptly, a messy hole in the snow.
Merlin rushes down, past Arthur just slightly. “Stop! If the ice broke under her feet, you’ll surely go under as well,” Arthur says, his voice weak and shaking.
“I see her boot,” Merlin says quietly. He takes another step forward, holding his hand out in front of him. “Eorðe,” he hisses, and he walks calmly to the hole. Solid.
Arthur scurries down after him, trusting his friend’s magic to hold them both. But is he strong enough to save her?
They reach the edge of the hole and crouch down, their own discomfort from the biting cold completely forgotten as they reach into the frigid water and pull the queen’s limp form from the river.
Arthur spreads his cape out and they place her in it, wrapping her in the thick red material.
“We need to get her warm,” Arthur says quietly.
“We need to get her breathing,” Merlin corrects, bending down, motioning that Arthur should do so also. “Lift her up, so she is sitting.”
Arthur takes her gently 의해 her shoulders. She’s so cold, so limp. The beautiful brown of her skin is slightly grey. He sits behind her, supporting her.
Merlin places his hand on her chest, closes his eyes and whispers, “Áscéadan.” Clear.
A moment later, Guinevere heaves, coughing, water spilling from her mouth, out of her lungs in great gushes. Arthur clutches her, holding her supportively, willing any remaining warmth from his body into hers.
“Now we get her warm,” Merlin says, standing.
“Any sign of her?” Arthur asks, pacing the room, waiting for Guinevere to wake up. They got her body warmed in time, huddling her in front of the 불, 화재 in a pile of skins, Arthur wrapped around her as well, staying with her until she opened her eyes for a few minutes, wanting the chamber pot and then the bed.
“No, Arthur. The knights found the spot where I felled her, but she was gone. No tracks,” Merlin frowns.
“Of course not.” Arthur kicks the table, and it scuffs across the floor a few inches with an angry squeak.
“Don’t kick the furniture, Love,” Gwen’s voice, sleepy and slightly muffled, drifts to them from the bed. Arthur runs to her, sitting down beside her, placing his hand on her forehead, her cheek.
“How are 당신 feeling?” Arthur asks quietly as Merlin joins them.
“Oh, like I was dead for a little bit today. You?” She smiles weakly at them.
Merlin chuckles, but Arthur can’t yet bring himself to laugh. “You should eat something, Love.”
“Have you eaten anything?” she asks.
“No,” Merlin 답변 for him, earning him a dirty look. “I’ll have some 수프 brought for 당신 both,” he says, turning.
“And—” Arthur starts.
“Yes, I’ll send Gaius up, too,” Merlin says, waving his hand dismissively at Arthur, not turning around.
“Arthur?” Gwen asks.
“Yes, my sweet?”
“Will 당신 just lay with me and hold me for a little while?”
He immediately shucks his boots off and scoots under the covers beside her, fully clothed, gathering her to him.
She tucks her head into his shoulder and snuggles in, closing her eyes again.
“I thought I’d 로스트 you. Again.”
Song 4: link
