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Merlin found himself dozing off near a tree, leaves occasionally fluttered down beside him, the wind plucking them from the branches. The light sprinkled down centimetres away from Merlin but the shade from the tree blocked out the light.

Merlin closed his bright blue eyes, waves from the ocean splashing against the surface of his eye. He let himself feel every particle of the grass locked around his finger. Merlin felt a gaping hole as if Merlin had grown distant from Arthur, although he knew he had not.

He let his thoughts enclose him in a tight bubble, e felt trapped, monsters circling him. From the shade of the trees Merlin could here Arthur's voice screaming Merlins name in exasperation.

"Merlin!" Arthur's voice called causing Merlin to pick himself up from the mud ground to head towards Arthur.

And just like that, his life looped around once more, nothing had changed.

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