Post by Avalene on Dec 31, 2005 19:02:07 GMT -5
Disclaimer- I don’t own Valdemar, and Merlin is a real person, really – he is!
An old man sat quietly in a room full of shadows.
He was Merlin, the well-known magician of Arthurian legend, sitting in a candle-lit fortress deep below England.
He was waiting. Waiting for Arthur to come again. For when the King comes again, when he was reborn, the world would be united for the first time under one leader in a state of peace such as there had never been before on Earth.
Still, he knew it would be a long wait, at least another century or two.
He was bored. Bored with sitting and waiting, bored with being nothing more than a fading legend.
Lately, he had started a collection of modern things, to try to keep current with the times.
He had many random interesting gadgets, and he had a computer – with magic access to the Internet (Stealing things is bad, even if he stole it by magic. Maybe worse than if he did it physically. That doesn’t mean Merlin is bad. There’s just no other way for him to get anything at this point.)
All that was interesting – but he was still bored with them too. He got a T.V., and quickly destroyed it before it melted his brain, when the first show to come on was a reality show (the horrors).
Merlin got up from the recliner (wonderful new furniture…) with a sigh, strolled over to the old bookcase, took a spherical crystal from a musty shelf, and returned to his chair.
Holding the crystal in his cupped hands, he leaned back into the chair, closing his eyes.
Using the crystal as a focus, he sent his Sight upward.
He gazed upon the modern world of mortals for a moment, but his restless Sight moved upwards, in to the crystalline vacuum of space, farther and farther away from the world called Earth by some.
He stopped to gaze into the darkness of a Black Hole – and was pulled in.
His Sight beheld only darkness until he began to think of pulling it back.
That is, he thought of it until the Sight showed him a new glittering starscape, with a fresh and verdant planet below.
He mentally explored the place, the place like Earth in many ways, and Merlin got and interesting idea.
What if he sent some people from his world to that world?
It shouldn’t be too hard.
Cheerful, amused for the first time since South Park, he began to select his adventurers.
An old man sat quietly in a room full of shadows.
He was Merlin, the well-known magician of Arthurian legend, sitting in a candle-lit fortress deep below England.
He was waiting. Waiting for Arthur to come again. For when the King comes again, when he was reborn, the world would be united for the first time under one leader in a state of peace such as there had never been before on Earth.
Still, he knew it would be a long wait, at least another century or two.
He was bored. Bored with sitting and waiting, bored with being nothing more than a fading legend.
Lately, he had started a collection of modern things, to try to keep current with the times.
He had many random interesting gadgets, and he had a computer – with magic access to the Internet (Stealing things is bad, even if he stole it by magic. Maybe worse than if he did it physically. That doesn’t mean Merlin is bad. There’s just no other way for him to get anything at this point.)
All that was interesting – but he was still bored with them too. He got a T.V., and quickly destroyed it before it melted his brain, when the first show to come on was a reality show (the horrors).
Merlin got up from the recliner (wonderful new furniture…) with a sigh, strolled over to the old bookcase, took a spherical crystal from a musty shelf, and returned to his chair.
Holding the crystal in his cupped hands, he leaned back into the chair, closing his eyes.
Using the crystal as a focus, he sent his Sight upward.
He gazed upon the modern world of mortals for a moment, but his restless Sight moved upwards, in to the crystalline vacuum of space, farther and farther away from the world called Earth by some.
He stopped to gaze into the darkness of a Black Hole – and was pulled in.
His Sight beheld only darkness until he began to think of pulling it back.
That is, he thought of it until the Sight showed him a new glittering starscape, with a fresh and verdant planet below.
He mentally explored the place, the place like Earth in many ways, and Merlin got and interesting idea.
What if he sent some people from his world to that world?
It shouldn’t be too hard.
Cheerful, amused for the first time since South Park, he began to select his adventurers.