May the road rise up to meet you

[dragonspeak]

Canon;
A collection of letters written between Merlin and his friends.

Asgard Eventide;
There's a small, decorated box, filled with letters written in Merlin's scrawl, usually kept under his bed. The letters are most likely never going to be delivered properly to their intended recipients.

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[sworntovalor]

[He sends his reply right away, so the letter arrives as quickly as the magic carries it.]

It's nothing, a mere scratch. I ran into bandits, and the encounter was far more unfortunate for them I assure you. It should be nothing more than a memory soon enough.

I would still like to know what is going on with you.

-- Lancelot.

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[dragonspeak]

[It seems Lancelot's plight has drawn Merlin out of whatever funk he'd fallen into before. His next letter arrives just as quickly as the previous one.]

Sometimes I wonder what you would consider just a scratch. I hope it isn't anything too serious. Drat it all, I wish these letters could carry items as well as words. Do you need anything?


-Merlin

[sworntovalor]

[The next letter takes a little longer, he's managed to distance himself further during this time. Don't think he hadn't noticed how you still avoid his questions, Merlin.]

I am well, and I want for nothing other than to know how you are. I don't need to see your face to know that you are keeping something from me.

-- Lancelot.