The lightning craked and thunder roared.Morgana lay wounded in a large forest. She breathed slowly praying for a miracle. Merlin ran threw the forest jumping over fallen trees and branches his heart racing. He had to find the ingredient for the antidote before it got even darker.Morgana could hear sounds of movement. She tried to scream but only a small squek for help came out. She kicked her feet against a branch hoping it would cetch someones attention. Merlin stopped running. He took deep breaths. He felt light headed from running. There standing at his feet were three healing mushrooms. He bent down and picked them putting them in his brown sachel. He sat on a fallen tree trying to catch his breath. A small flowing stream flowed beside where Merlin sat all the way to the e border of Camelot. He heard the sound of twigs breaking. He leapt from the trunk of the tree looking around him cautiosly. There at the foot of an old oak tree badly wounded was Morgana. Merlin tried to look away to pretend as though his eyes had been miss led but it was usless he was drawn to her. He walked slowly,catiously to where Morgana lay. Her eyes met his gaze. She wriggled about trying to stand up but it was hopeless the pain was agganizing.Merlin looked at her suprised she didnt use a spell to fall to hiss feet."What do you want"? she croaked.He said nothing but only place his hand on the gaping wound. "Kill me!" she begged tears running down her cheeks. Merlin then realized how vulnerable she was such an easy target. He undid the buckle of his bag. He took out three mushrooms and held them. He crudhed them in his hand and rubbed it on her wound. She sighed with relief. Hael ehnyh lagu" he mumbled. His eyes turned golden and then light blue once again the wound was cleared slightly. Morgana looked at Merlin.