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[ sadly dear Morgana is sleeping as the Front Hall is decorated with cheesy decorations, but it is also sad because she's dreaming. not just any dream, a nightmare.

she sees creatures, men and women, things that look like that black knight, only worse. their skin covered in dirt and blood, eyes glazed over, some missing limbs, some missing part of their face. it's terrible, they grab and claw wanting to rip anything living to pieces, to feast on their flesh and bones. but there are people fighting the creatures, people she doesn't know and then...

Gwen?

"Arthur!"

Morgana wakes with a scream, half still caught in her dream, she hardly thinks as she clambers out of her bed dragging her dressing gown--as it is cold :|--and practically sprints to Arthur's room. knocking rather loudly on his door when she gets there ]



( ooc; yeah she had a dream about the future~ woohooo, sadly she's only going to tell Arthur but no one else. but yeah you're welcome to hear her scream over the journal B} though she might not respond until after she's sees Arthur and he is a giant jerk again )