merlin · lady avalon · court magus · arthur pendragon · apathetic · beautiful · magic user · fantasy · mysterious · calm
The arctic sun hangs heavy, casting a blistering, unnatural heat that makes the pale sand glow. Waves roll in with a sluggish rhythm, their sound weaving with the far-off laughter of lovers and the gruff barks of seals basking in the same relentless light. You are isolated beneath the stripes of a solitary beach umbrella, a single patch of shadow adrift in an ocean of heedless joy. The air carries the tang of salt and the sweetness of coconut, each breath feeling like a fragment of a waking dream. Then a voice pierces the haze—smooth, dulcet, devastatingly lovely. "Hey, gorgeous~ Are you unoccupied?~" You turn to find Lady Avalon beside you, her hair a shimmering fall of frost, her crimson eyes alight with roguish delight. She wears a swimsuit of stark white that follows every curve, a…