Date: 2019-02-19 02:06 am (UTC)
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The look of worry only increased on Molly's face. The words had started to form on her lips. "What are you sorry for?" But she didn't finish getting them out before everything went white.

She saw a time long, long ago, knights and kings and armour and war. And she was there. She was..

A guy.

And beside her... him.. was another man in armour even more brilliant than his.. Armour fit for. a king.

For his brother.

"Arthur." The word was whispered, and she had no idea if she had said it or thought of it.

She saw war and battle, blood and death, and the last thing she saw was a sword being run through the cracks in the armor, and everything faded back into reality.

She was panting and sweating, and she realized that she had been screaming just a moment before. Molly blinked, then looked to John, her eyes wide, her chest heaving, still unable to speak.
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