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Title: no one to warn me, no hand to touch me
Pairings: Morgana & Uther, Morgana & Arthur
Spoilers: through 4.03 "The Wicked Day"
Word Count: 621
Summary: She feels it.

( When she was eleven, she threw a goblet at Arthur's head and did not miss. )

Title: Full of ghosts
Pairing: Morgana/Arthur; Morgana/Merlin; Morgana/Uther; Morgana/Gwen; Morgana/Morgause
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3,280
Spoilers: through 2x13
Summary: I cannot say what loves have come and gone. Morgana dreams of what she's lost. (Or, alternately: Morgana makes out with everybody.)
Author's Note: This was an idea inspired by Katie McGrath's legendary rant about how Gwen gets to snog all the dudes and Morgana gets zilch. Oh, Katie, that's why there's fanfiction! Thank you to everyone who told me that I should write this rather than idly daydreaming about writing this, and thank you to SyFy for rerunning The Witch's Quickening tonight and reminding me just how much Morgana's season two predicament frustrates the hell out of me (and making me ponder whether I hate this or like it).

This is sort of a weird one to make sense of; I think the majority of it is a dream sequence of sorts, but of course, Morgana's dreams have that pesky knack of being real. I played with that here, incorporating past and present and future and what might have been all rolled together. For the record (the very special record of at least trying to make sense a little bit), I think the first, second to last, and last scenes are actually meant to exist in the waking world.

( What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why / I have forgotten ... )