Ta-moe

Chapter 7 Isabelle tried calling him. He wouldn't pick up the phone. Why would he? For all he knew it could be Arthur on the other side of the line trying to make amends. Merlin wouldn't let him. Not this easily, not that fast. The young sorcerer stretched out on his bed inside his old shed and rolled onto his stomach facing down. He breathed in the somehow unfamiliar scent of vanilla on his pillow and closed his eyes. This would be his home once again. Away from the rest of the world, a lone wolf left behind in a time that didn't need him. It hurt to know that Arthur didn't need him anymore. There were no evil witches or wizards out there t