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crack_van2010-05-16 08:44 pm
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An Ever-Fixed Mark by imperfectcircle (PG)
Fandom: MERLIN
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin/Gwen/Morgana
Length: 15k
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
imperfectcircle
Author Website: Fic at A03
Why this must be read:
This is the OT4 fic. It takes the concept of a marriage between four people from the Ursula le Guin novel The Birthday of the World, but don't worry if you haven't read the book. I haven't, but within the context of the fic it makes perfect sense. More than that, the characterisation is perfect, the relationships between all four characters are brilliantly drawn and there's a wonderfully snarky Merlin pov.
In the time it took Gwen to recover, Merlin learned that Arthur's displeasure was nothing as to the trouble caused by Uther's glee.
Everything had to be polished. Everything. Parts of the castle that Merlin had never even seen before turned out to have whole rooms of things that needed polishing. Whole wings of things. And with the constant threat of people poking their heads round corners to find new things to polish, he had to do his share by hand. It was Merlin's own personal hell.
"Oh, hello," said Imogen, poking her head round a corner just as Merlin was starting to convince himself no one would notice a little bit of magic, done discretely.
Merlin smiled his greeting. Perhaps she'd help him with the polishing.
"Sorry about all this nonsense," Imogen said, waving a hand at the gleaming and soon to be gleaming silverware. "If I'd known--"
"I know," Merlin said. Then again, she was nobility, and nobility had this nasty habit of thinking polishing was beyond them, some sort of arcane knowledge available only to the most privileged servants. And oh, what a privilege it was.
An Ever-Fixed Mark
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin/Gwen/Morgana
Length: 15k
Author on LJ:
imperfectcircleAuthor Website: Fic at A03
Why this must be read:
This is the OT4 fic. It takes the concept of a marriage between four people from the Ursula le Guin novel The Birthday of the World, but don't worry if you haven't read the book. I haven't, but within the context of the fic it makes perfect sense. More than that, the characterisation is perfect, the relationships between all four characters are brilliantly drawn and there's a wonderfully snarky Merlin pov.
In the time it took Gwen to recover, Merlin learned that Arthur's displeasure was nothing as to the trouble caused by Uther's glee.
Everything had to be polished. Everything. Parts of the castle that Merlin had never even seen before turned out to have whole rooms of things that needed polishing. Whole wings of things. And with the constant threat of people poking their heads round corners to find new things to polish, he had to do his share by hand. It was Merlin's own personal hell.
"Oh, hello," said Imogen, poking her head round a corner just as Merlin was starting to convince himself no one would notice a little bit of magic, done discretely.
Merlin smiled his greeting. Perhaps she'd help him with the polishing.
"Sorry about all this nonsense," Imogen said, waving a hand at the gleaming and soon to be gleaming silverware. "If I'd known--"
"I know," Merlin said. Then again, she was nobility, and nobility had this nasty habit of thinking polishing was beyond them, some sort of arcane knowledge available only to the most privileged servants. And oh, what a privilege it was.
An Ever-Fixed Mark
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