Chapter 3 - Aiden - On the Morrow
Hi ho! It’s Aiden again. Quite a lot has happened since we started. Maiden Marian and Arthur have transversed the time stream and set down right on James, Deacon and Faith’s church turning it into castle central. Thus far no one can find an exit and as they wander the corridors to find a place to sleep for the night they wonder if anyone else from the past might show up unexpectedly.
James still hasn’t fully recovered and regained consciousness probably due to Aurthur’s recent heart injury. I think he is going to need Marian’s special touch if he is to survive. She was the only person who drew him out of Gwen’s evil clutches. History painted Gwen as such a sweet thing, but history is written by the victors and no one wants to admit what an evil witch they were. In reality, Gwen was an evil sorceress, history called her The Morrigan. Her only goal was to steal Marian’s Merlin magic and Arthur's fortune. To her Arthur was the goose that laid the golden egg. Arthur would give that gift up in a second if God would allow him.
As the church family find their resting quarters, the dreams begin to invade. And for some reason, in this castle, their dreams are more alive than ever. Take Deacon for example. He has the soul of King Arthur. But now with the real Arthur near, it is activating things in him he didn’t realize were there.
Deacon has kept his distance from Faith but tonight that is not really an option so I move her next to him. They unconsciously give each other heart and soul healing every night from far away, but in this castle, this healing will be more powerful. They are sending each other peace and comfort. Maybe they realize tomorrow will be a bit of a trial. They are going to realize a horrible truth when the day breaks. Tomorrow, everything changes.
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Deacon can understand why Arthur was so traumatized by Marian being turned to gold. It was almost like he was there in that room with them when it happened. His dreams pulled him to that awful day being a witness, experiencing it all. His heart ached for them. He wondered if Marian and Arthur had the same energetic connection he shared with Faith. He had learned to use it over the last few months to comfort her when she was stressed or help her sleep when sleep wouldn’t come. He sent her the energy of peace now. He knew it was something they all needed. As sleep claimed him he felt Faith’s hand rest on his heart unconsciously returning the gift.
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