A Dream Comes True [i used a story shuffle app and got the character Merlin, 'a dream comes true' and Camelot] Merlin turned the corner with his black cloak billowing behind him. He mustn't be seen or caught, otherwise his magic would be exposed and hell would break loose. His shoes clicked slightly on the cold floor as he rushed through the corridors in the Pendragon Castle. Finally, reaching Arthurs chambers he snuck inside- careful not to disturb the King himself- and opened the wardrobe doors. His breath hitching slightly as he peered into the darkness. Arthur's secret chest lay on the floor, secured by padlocks and steel bars. Merlins eyes glowed and the chest clicked open. No spell can keep him out. He reached into the chest and withdrew Arthur's most prized possession; something Merlin had only dreamed of holding, wielding and using for a simple spell that would render any opponent of Arthurs useless, therefore allowing Arthur to never loose a duel. The sword of Excalibur in his left-hand, Merlin held his right-hand over the blade and cast his spell.