Lance stepped out of the moisture farm, wiping his hands on his tunic and searching the area.
The two suns were beginning to set and he soon spotted him, the small silhouette on the hill, staring into the horizon.
Sighing, Lance headed towards him, lowering himself to the ground when he reached him. "Hey." He said softly, but received no response. "What's up?"
"Will's gone – to join the alliance." Came the quiet reply, as he continued to stare out at the horizon, hair ruffling in the slight breeze.
Lance sighed. "Merlin, I know you want to fight – and you'd be good at it, too, but-"
"I know, I know," Merlin interrupted, "I'm needed here." He sighed. "I just…It's hard, you know? I mean, Will's out there, actually
something to help, something that
could do too, but…I'm stuck here."
Merlin sighed again, still not turning to face Lance. "I know, and I don't mean to sound ungrateful. Aunt and Uncle didn't have to take me in, but…"
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