Tears start falling down my face faster and faster as I walk away. My walk turns into a run and my run into a jog as I dodge through the trees. My vision gets blurrier and blurrier until I can't see a thing. I stumble over the root of a tree and fall onto my stomach. I lie there for what feels like hours, but can only be seconds, listening to the birds singing their sweet songs, oblivious to the troubles that I have. I hear a distant rush of water and put my hands down flat to lift myself back up. I put all my weight on my hands and get halfway up before my arms can't take it anymore, I collapse and grunt with the impact. I try again and manage to get all the way up, I head towards the sound and finally reach a fast flowing river. I sit on a large rock by the bank and run my hands through the ripples and waves. The tears start slowing and a sob bursts out of me. It is loud and makes a large hiccuping noise as I try to prevent another one from happening. I hiccup again as I feel a sob coming again. I look down at the river and try to forget my troubles amongst the bubbles and pockets of air in the water. I consider getting in and never coming back out; going under and never coming up. I slide from the rock and kneel at the bank, I make my fingers dance across the surface of the water and I lean down and bury my face in the cool liquid. A shadow falls over me and my head bursts back out.
"Oz? Is that you?" I ask twisting round and seeing a small figure standing on the rock that I had been sitting on a few moments earlier. "Who are you?"
"I am Arthur, and this sword here, was pulled from this very stone." He says, gesturing to the sword in his hand, shaking his head and making his hair flick into his eyes.
"I have no trouble believing that your name is Arthur, the only trouble I have is believing that your surname is Pendragon." He looks mock offended and I can tell that we would get along if I was ever in the mood for a friend. He starts to speak but I cut in, "I'm sorry, but I'm really not in the mood to play Dungeons and Dragons or whatever."
"Merlin. Duh." He says, changing from sitting to standing and losing his loud and somber voice. "I'm Arthur Winslow-Scott. I'm twelve years old and I do not believe we have met."
"Well, hello there. I'm Nova Duncan, I'm seventeen years old and we have not met." I reply, understanding that he wants to get to know me. "But, seriously, I'm not in the mood for cheering up."
"Ah, but one is always in need of cheering up when there is wrong in the world!"
"Ok. Stop." I say, putting up my hands to let him know I'm serious.
"Alright, I'll come back later and find someone else crying into a river of tears." He stands up again and leaps off the rock and bounds into the forest.

About half an hour later; which I spent looking at the sky and watching the clouds move over me, thinking how easy it is for them to move on, forget about everything, Arthur Winslow-Scott comes back.
"Well, what do we have here? Nova Duncan, pondering her life and wondering lwhat to ask the Great King of Camelot."
"How is one person so annoying?" I ask myself.
"Pure Skill." He answers back.
"Damn it, I said that out loud." I pretend.
"Look I have a nice camp with nice people. Do you want to come and see what it's like to have friends?"
"I had friends. They all died because of me. So you won't blame me if I skip this opportunity, will you?"
"No." He mumbles and walks back into the forest, to his nice camp and nice people.

When Arthur comes back he is carrying a large canvas sheet and a couple of long sticks.
"I am making you a tent to sleep in. You'll stay by the river so I know where you are and you have a nice sound to fall asleep to."
"Thanks." I mean it but I don't sound like I mean it. I just can't be bothered to do anything right now. I've gone through too much of my life in such a short space of time.
"I'll bring you food in the evening and then again in the morning." I nod and mumble something incomprehensible to him."You're welcome." He backs into the forest again as I crawl into the tent he set up and collapse on my front and fall asleep.