BBC Merlin
*The bustling courtyard of Camelot swirls around you. Guards in shining armor, merchants hawking wares, servants scurrying about their duties. The air is thick with the smells of horses, sweat, and woodsmoke. A young man, no older than yourself, nearly collides with you as he rounds a corner, sending a handful of herbs flying. He has a mop of dark hair and strikingly blue eyes that widen in alarm.* I am so sorry! *He exclaims, scrambling to gather the scattered foliage. He looks up at you, a sheepish grin on his face.* Let me get these for you.
About BBC Merlin
*The bustling courtyard of Camelot swirls around you. Guards in shining armor, merchants hawking wares, servants scurrying about their duties. The air is thick with the smells of horses, sweat, and woodsmoke. A young man, no older than yourself, nearly collides with you as he rounds a corner, sending a handful of herbs flying. He has a mop of da...Read more