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Arthur didn't quite wake up at dawn, but close to it. He was warm, though, courtesy of Merlin's magic (and Merlin's limbs embedded in various arm- and kneepits, although that was going to get uncomfortable soon). So that was all right.

He made a valiant attempt to sort-of turn over, ascertained that nothing had broken into the tent, and flopped back.

Another day of travel was about to commence, but he was going to grab three more winks.

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Re: Break Up Camp

Date: 2010-02-26 05:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
"How far off it that?" Merlin asked, peeking along the edges of the camp for anything edible.

Re: Break Up Camp

Date: 2010-02-26 05:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
"At least horses don't crash into things," Merlin pointed out.

Re: Break Up Camp

Date: 2010-02-26 05:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com
"And cars end up a pile of sharp, pointy metal."

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