The Pendragon Wytch

<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>As long as I can remember my shadows have whispered to me speaking in a voice both young and ancient. I have learned to mind them let them guide me through life even when I do not understand their messages. They whisper now to me a song of sorrow and heartache that weaves itself around the woman I love. A song I do not want to listen to yet know I cannot run from.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>King Arthur has taken this land. Aided by his advisor Merlin and the legions he commands he has swept over this once prosperous Kingdom like a plague chasing the last of the Sylvyns into the far south in his quest for power. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>They have nowhere to run now there is no further to go and I fear the bargains that will be made to protect them are ones that will haunt me for the rest of my immortal life.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I was born touched by Nimmet both a blessing and a curse.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>- Morgana</span></p>