"Excalibur." He whispered the name, like a prayer on his dry lips.
Sherlock licked his lips and looked down at the sword. It did indeed have a soft white glow about it. Even hovering a short distance away, he could feel a subtle warmth to it.
Inviting...
Like he needed to hold it...
His hands shook when he reached out to touch it, he was simply going to run his fingers over the pommel to get a feel for it, but the sword and his hand had other plans it seemed.
Sherlock's right hand gripped the sword, and everything went white again.
It all came into sharp focus.. the battle.. his men, his loyal Knights had been scattered or killed, and it was him and his wonderful, faithful Merlin against the blackness, the ultimate evil.
He left the arrow in his shoulder, joining the others that had felled him off his horse and rendered him useless in a heap on the ground.
He told Merlin that it would be okay, and to find him again.
He was still a million kilometers away when his unseeing eyes turned towards John.
"Merlin?" It was almost just a breath on the wind, hardly even a word at all
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Date: 2019-01-14 03:57 am (UTC)Sherlock licked his lips and looked down at the sword. It did indeed have a soft white glow about it. Even hovering a short distance away, he could feel a subtle warmth to it.
Inviting...
Like he needed to hold it...
His hands shook when he reached out to touch it, he was simply going to run his fingers over the pommel to get a feel for it, but the sword and his hand had other plans it seemed.
Sherlock's right hand gripped the sword, and everything went white again.
It all came into sharp focus.. the battle.. his men, his loyal Knights had been scattered or killed, and it was him and his wonderful, faithful Merlin against the blackness, the ultimate evil.
He left the arrow in his shoulder, joining the others that had felled him off his horse and rendered him useless in a heap on the ground.
He told Merlin that it would be okay, and to find him again.
He was still a million kilometers away when his unseeing eyes turned towards John.
"Merlin?" It was almost just a breath on the wind, hardly even a word at all