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This week’s flash fiction is inspired by one of my favorite songs by one of my favorite bands – Angels of the Silences by Counting Crows. Though, I must admit, I prefer the live version to the studio album version.

But, here are the lyrics and a link to the song.

Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand
Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand?
I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now
Where’d you come from? Where am I going?
Why’d you leave me ’till I’m only good for…

Waiting for you
All my sins…
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you
All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming

Every night these silhouettes appear above my head
Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper
Every time I fall asleep Every time I dream
“Did you come? Would you lie?
Why’d you leave us ’till we’re only good for…

Waiting for you”
All my sins…
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you
All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming

I dream of Michelangelo when I’m lying in my bed
Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book
Suck my blood, break my nerve offer me their arms
Well, I will not be an enemy of anything
I’ll only stand here

Waiting for you
All my sins…
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you
All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming

 

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And here’s the story:

“Zoe…?” I hated interrupting her. She always seemed so far away, these days. Even now, she didn’t answer. Just kept staring out into the distance. I wasn’t sure if it was because she hadn’t heard me or she was just choosing not to respond. It was hard to tell any more.

“We should get going.” I tried again. “It’s getting late.”

She finally turned her head to look at me. A slow, smooth turn like one of those creepy dolls that you see in low budget horror movies. It was appropriate, considering our location.

We were back at the old graveyard on the edge of town. Again. It was the same as the last time we’d been there—rundown and overgrown with miles of ancient grapevines strangling partially uprooted trees. The same, weathered headstones sat at the same angles, covered in the same weirdly crumbling moss. The busted down wrought iron fence was still broken in the same places, keeping out nothing but the occasional McDonald’s wrapper.

Everything was gray and bleak and miserable—like usual and I was sick to fucking death of the whole angst thing. But I’d promised mom I wouldn’t let her come out here alone. I wasn’t sure what mom was afraid Zoe would do.

“It’s starting to get dark,” I reminded her.

“Just a few more minutes? I think tonight will be the night he comes.”

I stifled a sigh. How did you break it to someone that not only weren’t ghosts real, but our dad hadn’t been interested in spending any time with us while he was alive, he sure as hell wouldn’t be coming back for visitation now that he was dead. Besides, if she really thought he was going to show up, why wasn’t she in the newer part of the cemetery across the dirt road? That was where he was buried.

Zoe turned away from me again, and I followed her line of vision toward the edge of the fence line. A mist, in typical, cliché form, rolled in from the lake, creeping past the bobbing heads of Queen Anne’s Lace that danced in the breeze.

“I’m going to pick some flowers for mom,” she announced, standing and handing me the fistful of feathers she’d picked up earlier from the ground.

“We’ve got that kind at home in the backyard. Let’s just pick them there.”

But she was already running toward the far side of the graveyard. The fog swirled around her feet, swelling violently into people sized shapes all around her.

Ice sluiced through my veins, and I ran after her. “Zoe!”

She whirled around and lifted her hand to wave. Dodging toppled and smashed headstones that stuck out of the ground like broken teeth, I raced toward her. As I got closer, the mist that had risen dropped to the ground as though it was made of molten steel instead of drifting droplets of water. And just as quickly, it vanished, as if it had been sucked from the yard.

The night was weirdly quiet, and Zoe was nowhere in sight.

“Zoe? Zoe, where are you? Zoe!” I ran to the fence and realized I was still clutching the feathers she’d shoved into my hand.

 

I’m excited to see what the others came up with for this song. Click their names and find out.

Jess

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In this episode, Morgana comes up with yet another plan to take down Camelot with the help of Arthur’s old enemy, Odin. Arthur killed Odin’s son, Odin had Uther killed. Odin doesn’t feel they’re even so he goes along with yet another lameass plan by Morgana because in return, he’ll get Arthur to do with what he wants. (Why does no one ever make me offers like this?)

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So, Morgana and Odin attack Princess Mithian and her father the king of somewhere and hold them hostage. Morgana casts an aging spell on herself to act as Mithian’s servant and forces Mithain to go to Camelot to ask Arthur for help rescuing her father.

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Mithian wants to tell Arthur the truth, but Morgana is pretty good at dogging her at every turn. Merlin senses something is off, but he doesn’t figure it out. When he expresses his concerns to Gaius, Gaius pooh-poohs him as usual.

Eventually, Mithian leads Arthur, Merlin, Gaius, and the knights on a rescue mission (thinly disguised trap) and Mithian finally gets a chance to reveal the truth to Merlin that Morgana is involved by scratching her name on a rock down by the river, but it’s too late, Morgana catches him and knocks him unconscious before he can tell anyone.

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Merlin has a pretty serious magical head injury and is still out, so Arthur reluctantly leaves him behind with Gaius and Gwaine so they can continue ahead to the rescue the king of somewhere. Gaius ends up using magic to wake Merlin and Merlin tells him about Morgana and the three of them go off to rescue Arthur who’s surrounded by Odin, his men and Morgana.

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Merlin and Gaius healing

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Morgana toys with Arthur for a while because you know…don’t just kill the person standing in your way to claim the one thing you’ve been fighting/plotting for for years. Go ahead and follow the Evil Villain Handbook to the letter and get your taunting monologue in.

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Merlin sneaks in, creates a magical earthquake, chaos ensues, Arthur takes the opportunity to kill some bad guys as do the rest of the knights and Merlin saves Arthur’s life by killing a guy who’s about to kill Arthur.

Odin escapes, Arthur catches him, instead of killing him, he listens to Merlin’s advice about creating a peace treaty, Mithian and her dad are okay, all is forgiven and Morgana escapes once again.

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Okay, the questions…

1.)  If I’d written this episode… OMG, I’d give someone a damn clue. Seriously, even if it’s only Merlin and no one believes him like usual. But he using aging spells all the time. Wouldn’t he maaaayyybe think that something isn’t right about the servant, particularly when Mithian is so frightened?

2.) The thing I loved/hated most about this episode. I really, really loved that they didn’t write Gwen to be all jealous and insecure in the face of the other woman Arthur could have been happy with. Well done, BBC. I hated just how everyone was so conveniently stupid for the sake of the plot.

3.) Something you never noticed about this episode before. I didn’t notice this, but I have the lovely Tamsin Frost point it out, but fatherly sacrifice is a huge theme, not only in Merlin but a lot of BBC shows.

4.) Favorite costume. Okay, I really love both Mithian and Gwen’s nightgowns, but I also love this dress. I adore the color, the cut, the trim. Given the chance, I would wear the hell out of this dress.  You know…I might even cosplay Mithian as an excuse to make this dress.

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5.) Here is some proof of some random head canon I’ve created. Nothing this week.

6.) What Merthur moment did Jess have the naughtiest thoughts about? It’s got to be Merlin giving Arthur orders and the very weighted looks exchanged as a result.

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7.) What made Jen lose her shit  – in a good or bad way? Everyone’s inability to use common sense and past experience thus rendering them stupid as fuck. But she did love the way they handled Gwen’s concerns over Arthur going after Odin to rescue the King of Somewhere – questioning whether it was revenge rather than going with the sadly predictable assuming Arthur was helping Mithian because he was somehow still attracted to her.

Here’s Jess‘ take on the episode,  and here’s Jen’s

So this week, we’re tackling questions like whether or not we believe in the existence of things like soul mates or love at first sight.

Let’s start with the concept of love at first sight. The short answer is: nope.

The slightly longer answer is that I totally think that lust at first sight is totally a thing – but not love. I think you can have a strong connection with someone you’ve just met. Certainly enough of a connection want to get to know them better or to find a convenient place to have sexy times. But I also don’t believe that sex = love. I believe that love is more of a gradual process. Attraction can be instantaneous, but love requires more time to get to know someone. It also requires discovering their faults and realizing that the positive outweighs the negative.

Next up is Soul Mates. Now, I guess this one depends on your definition of the idea of soul mates, but going with the common idea of there’s exactly one perfectly perfect person out there for everyone. Short answer: Nope.

The slightly longer answer for this one is that I think there are plenty of people out there that we can love deeply and truly and have that love returned. I don’t think there’s only one person and one person only. And I also don’t think the idea of soul mates is strictly reserved for romantic love. I think friends can have that sort of soul-deep connection, too.

The even longer answer is that I do believe in the idea of past lives and soul mates in that sense of the term. (Yes, I know. Crunchy Granola Hippie Alert!) But, I think that we often reincarnate with the same group of souls because we’re all learning and figuring out our shit together. And for me that’s the more accurate definition of soul mate rather than one person for everyone.

And lastly, is Fate and Destiny. Again with the short answer: Nope.

Often you hear that phrase, “(wasn’t) meant to be” and, hell, I’m guilty of saying it myself. I think “(wasn’t) meant to be” is a more of a platitude than anything else. We say it when things don’t work out the way we’d like to comfort ourselves. We say it when things do work out because we wanted to believe that there’s some order in the universe and that something was fated or destined to work out in a certain way.

But I believe we all have that nifty little thing called freewill. And having freewill and exercising it means we can affect the outcome of events in our lives. And yes, some things are out of our control, and a lot of those things aren’t great – debilitating diseases, accidents, random acts of violence, but that doesn’t mean they’re fated to happen. I don’t believe we’re all wandering around, acting out the pre-written script for our lives.

For instance, I don’t believe that today was the day that I was fated to step in cat puke and nearly fall down the basement stairs. Had I put on my damn glasses so I could see where I was going, I would have avoided the pile of pukiness. But instead, I exercised my freewill and walked down the stairs blind because I was too lazy and tired and chose not to put on my glasses.

So…super short answer to all of these mysteries of the universe: Nope.

What are your thoughts on any of the above topics? I’d love to hear them! And check out the other bloggers’ thoughts on the topics by clicking on their names.

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So, Arthur and Merlin are riding through Camelot and they happen upon a woman who’s about to be burned at the stake for being a magic user. They cut her down and rescue her, but she’s already near death cause she’s super old and frail or something. To thank Arthur for rescuing her, she gives him a magical horn. If you blow it while standing at some mystical Stonehenge type place you can talk to the spirit of one of your dead homies.

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Arthur, despite still mistrusting magic, goes for it and contacts Daddy Dearest. As it turns out, dead Uther is, perhaps, even more of a dick than living Uther. I know, I was stunned, too. He pretty much hates everything – hates the men Arthur knighted, hates Arthur’s wife, hates the way Arthur is running Camelot. All hate. All the time.

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Arthur is, of course, dejected because all this poor guy really ever wanted was his father’s love and approval. Nope. Not gonna happen, kid. He and Merlin return to Camelot and discover that they’re being haunted by the ghost of Uther because Arthur foolishly looked back at his father while leaving Ghostlandia. Ghost Uther wreaks havoc – fucks up the round table, makes an axe fall on Percival’s chainmail-less arm, beats up Gwen, knocks her out then sets the room on fire in an attempt to kill her. You know…ghosty things.

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Gaius (who knows all sorts of things about this horn) tells them how they need to fix the problem (Arthur blowing the horn again while the Ghost Uther is looking at him) and gives them a potion of questionable safety so they can see ghosts (I’m surprised there weren’t any other ghosts floating around Camelot) and they go off to hunt Uther. After they separate, Uther attacks Merlin, then Arthur comes to rescue him. Uther conveniently knocks him out, and he and Merlin continue to throw down. Uther is pissed to discover Merlin has magic and Arthur wakes up just in time to blow the horn and send Uther back to Ghostlandia.

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(I apologize for the brevity of this week’s post – I’m crazy swamped with edits!)

Okay, the questions…

1.)  If I’d written this episode… Honestly, I’m not sure there’s much I’d change.

2.) The thing I loved/hated most about this episode. I really, really loved the banter between Merlin and Arthur. They’re pretty much the perfect couple.

3.) Something you never noticed about this episode before. Jen pointed this out, but I hadn’t noticed it, either. Both of Arthur’s parents died on his birthday.

 

4.) Favorite costume. Gwen’s purple taffeta dress.

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5.) Here is some proof of some random head canon I’ve created. Nothing this week. Merthur is Forever. (Not mine, but nonetheless true.) Also, Uther always loved being king and Camelot more than his son.

6.) What Merthur moment did Jess have the naughtiest thoughts about? So many from this episode, but I’m gonna have to go with the inappropriate fisting joke during a family show. See?

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7.) What made Jen lose her shit  – in a good or bad way? The vagina haunting caused by Uther’s voice.

Here’s Jess‘ take on the episode,  and here’s Jen’s

Oh, how I love villains. Love them. They’re often the most delightful and most interesting characters. I know I’m going to have a hard time limiting this list,  but I’ll try not to let it get too out of control!

In no particular order, as usual, I love…

Hades from Hercules. I absolutely adore James Woods in this role. He was hilarious. His delivery was perfect. I just  wish he’d had a song. But he does have this:  “Well, they’re just fine. You know, a little dark, a little gloomy. And, as always, hey, full of dead people. What are you gonna do?” And this: “Meg, my little flower, my little bird, my little *nut*-Meg. What exactly happened here? I thought you were gonna persuade the river guardian to join my team for the uprising and here I am sort of… river-guardian-less.”

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Hans Gruber from Die Hard (my second favorite Christmas movie)  I think this was my first experience with Alan Rickman, and I was in deep and abiding love with him. Hans will always be one of my favorite characters. He’s just so delightfully evil, his delivery is spot on and his dialogue is perfect. One of my favorites being, “Mr. Takagi, I could talk about industrialization and men’s fashion all day, but I’m afraid work must intrude.”

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And while I’m evangelizing about Alan Rickman, I give you the Sheriff of Nottingham. Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves is the worst movie. Just the absolute worst. But oh, how I love Rickman’s character. He’s campy, ridiculous and way over the top as illustrated here: “That’s it, then! Cancel the kitchen scraps for lepers and orphans, no more merciful beheadings, and call off Christmas!” But I love him for it. And he was literally the ONLY good part of that movie.

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Richard Wilkins, the Mayor of Sunnydale from Buffy is one of my all time, favorite villains ever. He’s a demon who’s been alive since sometime in the 1800s when he sold his soul for immortality. He’s just delightful – this squeaky clean (appearing) politician – sort of the consummate respectable Republican – who’s secretly plotting the end of the world and eating babies on the side. Here are a few of my favorite quotes from the mayor.

“I’ve made certain deals to get where I am today. This demon requires his tribute, You see, that’s what separates me from other politicians, Mr. Trick…I keep my campaign promises.”

(upon eating some mystical spider) ” My god, what a feeling. The power of these creatures… It suffuses my being. I can feel the changes begin. My organs shifting, merging, making ready for the Ascension. Plus, these babies are high in fiber and what’s the fun of becoming an immortal demon if you’re not regular, am I right? “

And my all time favorite mayor quote happens after Faith says, “Thanks, Sugar Daddy.” And the mayor responds:

“Now, Faith, I don’t find that sort of thing amusing. I’m a family man. Now, let’s kill your little friend.”

That will never not delight me.

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Jareth the Goblin King from Labyrinth. Look, I know he’s from the 1980s, steals babies and tries manipulate and probably seduce teenage girls, but I love him anyway. David. Bowie. 1980s David Bowie.

” I ask for so little. Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave.”

“Everything! Everything that you wanted I have done. You asked that the child be taken. I took him. You cowered before me, I was frightening. I have reordered time. I have turned the world upside down, and I have done it all for you! I am exhausted from living up to your expectations. Isn’t that generous?”

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Loki. Dear lord, Loki. How do I love him? Tim Hiddleston plays him brilliantly. In fact, I can’t even imagine him played by everyone else. THAT SHOULD NEVER HAPPEN, UNIVERSE. NEVER.

“I am Loki of Asgard and I am burdened with glorious purpose.”

“I am the monster parents tell their children about at night.”

“Lightning is but a flicker of light, punctuated on all sides by darkness.”

“In the end, you will always kneel.”

K.

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Crowley – The current King of Hell from Supernatural. He’s fairly unassuming looking, wickedly funny and intelligent, delightfully self-centered and power hungry. I adore him.

“‘Submit or die’? What are you, French”

“Location, location, location. I’m a developer. Purgatory is vast, underutilized, and Hell-adjacent, and I want it.”

“This isn’t Wall Street, this is Hell. We have integrity.”

“What on earth could you possibly need now, Viggo? I’ve given you every torture instrument known to man – short of a Neil Diamond album.”

“You’re lying to Sam like he’s your wife, which kind of makes me your mistress.”

“It may look like bean-counting to you, it may lack a certain adolescent flair, but my way… works! You think you can control Hell with chaos alone, without the support of those who are still loyal to me?! Your way will backfire. You. Will. Burn.”

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So, those are just some of my favorite villains. Who are some of yours? Click the names below to see what villains the other bloggers love.

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02-2015 - WinterCottage

 

They watched as the woman open the backdoor and a few windows of the fieldstone cottage. It wasn’t quite spring, yet, but humans hated to be cooped up almost as much as they did.

“Did you see, sister?” Ivy hissed. “Humans are so stupid. It left the door open for us.”

Tansy stared at the tiny dwelling. The sharp pointed roof meant to keep the humans dry and warm, leaked. The mortar around the stones crumbled in places. And the bitter wind whistled through the cracked windows and the warped, wooden door.

“I see.”

Creeping closer, they could hear the human talking to its young. The noise of the small creature cooing and laughing drifted to them on the breeze. Tansy frowned. They sounded so happy together. It seemed cruel to take the young one from its mother—even if they were just dumb animals.

The child began to fuss and Ivy screwed up her face at the din. The haunting strains of a lullaby and the creak of wood against wood were carried out to where Tansy and Ivy hid among the spindly trunks of the trees. The young one eventually quieted and so, too, did its mother.

“Maybe we should leave this one be,” Tansy suggested.

Ivy whirled on her, her pale green hair flying like ribbons through the skeletal branches of a tree. Her eyes narrowed. “The queen wants a baby. There is a baby in there.”

“But the woman—she’s kind—she leaves us milk and honey.”

Ivy glared, and Tansy took a step back, cowed by the ferocity in her sister’s eyes. “They are little better than beasts. Besides, milk and honey matter not when we can give the queen the one thing she desires most.”

Tansy sighed as her sister crept closer to the cottage. “Bring the changling,” Ivy threw over her shoulder. Her attention was snared by a shadow passing in front of one of the upper windows. “There,” she pointed. “The young one is alone. Hurry.”

Gathering the bundle of sticks and rocks and stardust tighter in her arms, Tansy did as she was told. As she always did.

Creeping across the hewn, wooden floor, Tansy made her way to an ornately carved cradle near the fireplace where a pink cheeked infant lay sleeping. The child’s bed was the only thing of any worth or beauty in the room. Four delicately turned acorns sat atop a post on each of the four corners.

Ivy plucked disdainfully at the rough, homespun blanket. “At least, under the queen’s care, it’ll will have dresses of gossamer and bedding of silk.”

But the child wouldn’t have its mother’s love. Even the dumbest of the creatures had love for their offspring.

Noticing a pulled thread in the woven coverlet, Tansy shoved the changling at her sister. “You set the glamour—you’ve always been better at it.” Ivy preened, and Tansy fought not to roll her eyes as she turned to lift the small human from the cradle. “I’ll carry it back to the Boarderland.”

Ivy gestured to the blanket. “Leave that. It’s disgusting.”

“It’s too cold out there, and humans are far too fragile. The queen will be upset if it dies before we cross into Faery.”

Her sister agreed immediately, and Tansy knew she’d been right to appeal on behalf of the queen’s ire. The child snuggled closer to her in its sleep.

The floor creaked above, and the sisters froze. Ivy recovered first and quickly whispered the charm that would render the pile of sticks and rock into the likeness of the human child.

Tansy looked at the changling. Its cheeks were too pink. It looked ill. Even if she’d wanted to point it out to Ivy, she couldn’t. There were footsteps on the stairs.

Ivy darted toward the door, and Tansy followed, pausing to make sure the loose thread from the blanket had snagged on one of the carved cradle posts and was slowly pulling free.

As Tansy passed by the first of the trees crowding the house, she heard the unmistakable sounds of rocks thunking hollowly against wood followed by an anguished cry of a wounded animal.

Slowing her pace slightly, she hoped the human had the presence of mind to notice the thread while there was anything left to unravel.

Click the names below to read the other bloggers’ flash fiction pieces based on this photo.

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MerlinClub1Okay, so it’s the start of the final season – season five. And it’s several years past the end of season four.

There’s a meeting of the Round Table, and for some reason, even though Merlin was an original member of the Round Table, he’s not allowed to sit at it anymore. I guess ’cause Arthur’s being a jerk. Gwaine and Percival and some other knights were on a quest and they’ve vanished – mostly because it seems like they wandered onto the Game of Thrones set.

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But no – they were attacked my Morgana’s men, kidnapped and forced to work in the mines to find the Diamir. The Diamir is the Key to all Knowledge and will be Arthur’s Bane – as we hear endlessly throughout the two episodes. The upside here is that there’s some serious fan service for people like me. This translates into another episode of shirtless Gwaine. Judge me all you want.

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Morgana is crazypants and short sighted as usual, but now she’s hooked up with a druid who’s hell bent on destroying Arthur and Camelot. You know…like nearly everyone else in Britain. Druid dude’s daughter somehow worked her way up the ranks to become Gwen’s personal servant. And she’s of course spying for Daddy Dearest.

Onion Knight

She gets info to her father about the route Arthur is taking to rescue his men. On the way there, they find a bunch of dead villagers and one that was only mostly dead warns Merlin about Arthur’s doom and Merlin sees a vision that shows Mordred (all grown up) killing Arthur in battle. After they bury the dead, they continue traveling by way of Queen Annis’ lands which is lovely, because I adore her. So there’s a visit there and after a rest, they head out only to be attacked by Morgana’s men. I don’t understand how people keep aligning themselves with her. She’s a lousy tactician.

Leon and Elyan escape and a bunch of the knights get dragged to Morgana’s mines to continue the search for the Diamir (even though no one knows what it is) and Arthur and Merlin get away. They spend the night cuddled, or you know huddled together, and Merlin tries to convince Arthur to abandon the search and Arthur isn’t having and tells Merlin that he’ll rescue them or die trying. Merlin says that he’ll die protecting Arthur. And they have a tender moment.

These tender feelings last until Merlin gets them both trapped in a snare. Arthur is furious and them Merlin manages to drop Arthurs sword and Morgana’s men find them in the morning and lo and behold Mordred is with them. They get carted off with the other slaves, though Mordred does use his influence to spare their lives at least until they get to Morgana’s place.

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We find out through Morgana’s bad dreams that she was held prisoner in a well with Aithusa (remember the dragon) for two years. Not sure why or who or captured them, but there it is. However Aithusa is safely in the castle with Morgana now.

Morgana in the well

Meanwhile Leon and Elyan return to Camelot, tell Gwen what’s up, Gwen figures out that her serving girl is the spy and has her sentenced to death hoping to draw out the girl’s father. It works, he tries to rescue her and ends up mortally wounded.

Gwen getting her Queen on

Back in the mines, Gwaine sees something – a bad CGI glowy alien kinda something and follows it deeper into a cavern. Some guards spot him and kick the shit out of him. And after they leave the creepy CGI glowy alien dude heals Gwaine.

Diamir and Gwaine

Arthur and Merlin escape from the slavers and Merlin is pissed because Arthur won’t shoot Mordred when he comes after them. But they sneak into Morgana’s stronghold and into the mine where they round up the knights and start an uprising. Merlin and Arthur find Gwaine and the Diamir. Gwaine convinces them it’s a friend and they leave the Diamir and try to find the rest of the knights.

Arthur Crossbow

Merlin stays behind to distract the dragon so Arthur can get Gwaine to Percival while Merlin’s trying to get control of Aithusa who Morgana’s unleashed in the mine. Morgana traps Arthur and toys with him instead of just straight up killing him. Mordred is at her side weighing his options.

Merlin finds Aithusa, commands her to stop torching people. Aithusa wants to be by Merlin, but can’t communicate with him. And I hate this scene because Aithusa is that poor puppy that follows people and the people yell and tell it to go home. It’s the worst. And I get that Merlin can’t very well bring a dragon back to Camelot with him, but damn. Call Killgareh – do something. But no. Let’s just abandon this dragon to Morgana.

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Speaking of Morgana, she’s still taunting Arthur with his imminent death when Merlin races back to save him. She throws Merlin against the rock walls and knocks him out and just as she’s about to finally kill Arthur, Mordred stabs her in the back.

Mordred leads Arthur out and the Diamir heals Merlin and Merlin asks what Arthur’s Bane is. Spiler alert: it’s himself. He’s his own biggest enemy. Like all of us, really.

Diamir and Merlin

Back at Camelot, Arthur knights Mordred, Merlin continues to remain suspicious of Mordred, Gaius pooh-poohs Merlins concerns, and Morgana stumbles into the wilderness to continue to plot Arthur’s death. Like usual.

Arthur Knights Mordred

 

Okay, the questions…

1.)  If I’d written this episode… I don’t think I would have made the Diamir look like a vaguely humanoid jellyfish. Actually, I’m not sure I would have included it in the plot at all. Okay, fine – give Morgana a different excuse to force Gwaine into hard labor. It could have been anything, but a supernatural creature that’s the last of it’s kind and hiding down there for centuries or however long, seems like maybe they had some money left in their CGI budget and were looking for an excuse to use it. Or, perhaps more likely, someone’s kid was interning on the show and dabbled with computer animation.

2.) The thing I loved/hated most about this episode. Okay, look. I’d like to think that I don’t even have to answer this question, but here, I will. Eoin Macken doing manual labor in the mines. I don’t care how shallow and terrible that makes me. I’m just gonna own that shit. I really hated sad puppy Aithusa. That was awful. I also hate that Morgana has been reduced to a giant pile of crazypants.

3.) Something you never noticed about this episode before. That some of Camelot’s guard are pretty casual about standing at attention. Also, in keeping with the fruit theme of life at Camelot, Morgana has fruit. But only apples that she can peel aggressively. No grapes for for her. Or pears. Just apples.

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4.) Favorite costume. I bet you thought I was just gonna post another shirtless pic of Gwaine, huh? Okay, I totally am. But I’m also fond of the druid girl’s dress. So there.

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5.) Here is some proof of some random head canon I’ve created. Nothing this week. Other than Morgana would have probably been in a better mood had she and Gwaine gotten some of that sexual tension out of their systems.

6.) What Merthur moment did Jess have the naughtiest thoughts about? Definitely Merlin and Arthur cwtching up together for warm and Merlin vowing to lay down his life for Arthur. Also…there’s this.

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7.) What made Jen lose her shit  – in a good or bad way? The weird, unnecessary, jellyfish alien of knowledge.

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Here’s Jess‘ take on the episode,  and here’s Jen’s

 

This week, we’re talking about Real vs. Ideal Writing space. Once upon a time, I used to have an ideal writing space. Here…let me show you…

This is my desk-table, which for me is better than a desk because desks make me feel claustrophobic.

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But now, there’s another desk in this room. My youngest needed a place to stretch out and work on his art. We both fit in there, but it’s hard for me to keep my focus when his idea of relaxing is watching TF2 videos on YouTube or talking to his friends on Skype while he draws.

So, now, I write here. Which is fine. The couch is comfier than my office chair, and it’s warmer, and quieter. Just…not as pretty. But bonus – I can cwtch up with my afghan that Carolline Greene made for me.

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But, where I’d really like to write is here. In a comfier chair. Minus those uglyass cushions.

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Click the names of the other bloggers and find out about their spaces.

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This is likely going to be a super short recap this week because I’m utterly swamped.

But anyway…

Despite the fact that the Old Religion is banned in Camelot, they’re having a Beltane feast anyway because nothing says Camelot Abhors Paganism like a good old fashioned celebration of everyone’s favorite fertility rite.

During the feast, Greasy Agravaine lets Morgana and Band of Merry Mercenaries into the lower town and they torch it. And we learn that Agravaine is a cool guy who doesn’t look at explosions. images-5Camelot is overrun, Arthur is wounded, and it’s only a matter of time until Morgana’s men find him. Arthur refuses to leave his people, and Gaius, who’s treating the wounded is all out of his super effective roofie potions, so Merlin discreetly magics Arthur unconscious and he and Leon and Percival escape with Arthur. Gwaine stays behind to protect Gaius and to give Merlin enough time to get Arthur out of the castle. Arthur, Merlin, and Percival meet up with Elyan in the in woods outside Camelot where they’re pursued by Morgana’s men. Merlin and Arthur get separated and Elyan gets captured and tortured by Morgana because she gets off on it.

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Merlin discovers that, as a side effect of his spell, Arthur is incredibly docile. And a little…slow. Okay, he’s more like a halfwit. Merlin insists that Arthur change out of his king clothes and wear some peasant-y clothes. They’re ill-fitting – no…really ill-fitting. And they also meet and take refuge with a couple secondary characters – Tristan and Isolde – smugglers who hate the King of Camelot. Don’t get me started on their names…

images-10They’re set upon by Morgana’s Band of Merry Mercenaries and flee to Eialdor – Merlin’s hometownvillage. There, Arthur’s and Islode’s wounds are tended and Arthur discovers that Gwen is living in Eialdor. They’re attacked again by the mercenary army, led by Agravaine and Arthur finally realizes that Merlin was right all along and Greasy Agravaine is a piece of shit.

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As they’re fleeing, Merlin calls the dragon who destroys the majority of the mercenary army while Merlin leads Arthur, Gwen, Tristan and Isolde through a series of caves. He doubles back to call the dragon and have him check for the survivors and come up with a plan to restore Arthurs flagging confidence.

After the dragon leaves Merlin is set upon by Agravaine. They have a little chat and Agravaine figures out Merlin has magic and has all along and Merlin magically throws him into the cave wall a couple times and kills the bastard in the least satisfying way possible. But whatevs. He’s dead, I guess. And now, I don’t have to listen to his shit anymore.  It’s something. I’ll take it.

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Back at Camelot, Morgana’s been torturing Gaius, Elyan and Gwaine for information on Arthur’s whereabouts, and making Gwaine fight (shirtless, of course) for food to feed Gaius. Honestly, the writers should have done us all a favor and had some straight up hate sex between Gwaine and Morgana. But no.  Just fighting for bits of some sort of quiche in a bread bowl thing that looks like it came from Panera.

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Back in the forest, Merlin, having snuck out previously to round up the remaining villagers per the dragon’s villager locating program, leads Arthur to where Excalibur is stuck in the stone while telling him a story about he who pulls the sword from the stone is meant to be king blah blah blah. But he talks Arthur into trying it. And uses his magic to discreetly help Arthur remove the sword. Tristan and Isolde finally decide that the new king is okay with them after all and they join Arthur’s cause.

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At some point, Merlin has put on his magical Dragoon/Emrys aging spell and crept back into the castle to put some kid of spell poppet under Morgana’s bed.  Then it’s time to take Camelot back. They storm the castle, remaining knights and peasants alike – and also King, servant and King’s former fiancee – everyone’s in on ousting Morgana. Percival frees Gwain, Elyan and Gaius. Everyone else fights their way through the rest of Morgana’s Band of Merry Mercenaries to find Morgana in the throne room. Morgana tries to use her magic on them, but it fails miserably (thanks to the poppet under the bed) and she runs while everyone else fights.

They eventually win, Isolde gets mortally wounded saving Arthur’s life and Gwen runs into Morgana and they fight, but Merlin eventually saves Gwen’s life because god forbid a woman in this show fucking save herself.

Arthur and Gwen make up (and marry off screen) and the season ends with Gwen’s coronation and Morgana unconscious and alone in the forest and the arrival of Aithusa who breathes dragon breath on her and revives her.

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Okay, the questions…

1.)  If I’d written this episode… I would not have named Tristan and Isolde Tristan and Isolde. This was a lame ass attempt to work in more characters from Celtic mythos and it’s a lame as fuck attempt. Also, don’t introduce characters that you want us to care about two episodes before the end of the season. I know they were meant to be a parallel to Arthur and Gwen, to help motivate Arthur to forgive Gwen. But just NO. If they were going to introduce these characters for this purpose, they should have had them be recurring characters through out the season instead of this last minute bullshit.

2.) The thing I loved/hated most about this episode. I adored Village Idiot Arthur. I loved that Greasy Agravaine is finally fucking dead. I loved the beginning – Merlin was putting another hole in Arthur’s belt claiming it was one hole shy of perfection and Arthur accuses him of calling him fat while he’s standing there with no pants on.

3.) Something you never noticed about this episode before. All the damn fruit in Arthur’s chambers when he’s getting ready to go to a damn feast. Why do you have all those grapes, Arthur!? Maybe there’s a reason your belt is one hole shy of perfection.

4.) Favorite costume. Pretty sure Gwaine’s abs can be considered a costume.

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5.) Here is some proof of some random head canon I’ve created. Nothing this week.

6.) What Merthur moment did Jess have the naughtiest thoughts about? Please note the lack of pants. I feel certain that Jess’ version of this scene ended somewhat differently. Of course, there’s also the heart to heart Merlin had with Arthur by the fire when he was the Village Idiot. And the fact that Merlin was being a bit bossy and Arthur falling in line like a good sub. Yeah. I bet that was it. But I’m leaving pantless Arthur up here anyway.

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7.) What made Jen lose her shit  – in a good or bad way? Oh, in a bad way – the inclusion of Tristan and Isolde as secondary side characters and the fact that Aithusia is just wandering the damn woods and falling in with evil sorceresses. Shouldn’t the be someone looking after that damn dragon?

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Here’s Jess‘ take on the episode,  and here’s Jen’s