Foto bij Camelot

I am for kidnapping! As long as you take the person to a cool location.

There was this land full of hills and woods. In between the trees where some field where butterflies played. I just stared. 'Wow', was all I could say. Nothing but wow. Amazing how this could be. So pure, that icy blue sky. The fresh wind, no nasty car gas filling the air.
Well, if I wouldn't be stuck here forever, I'd probably feel grateful for that weeping angel. Sending me here... well, I enjoyed the first view. Just... take a look around! It's so serene.
'I could stay here forever', I said as I twirled around. Something grey-brown caught my eye. I stopped myself. What was that? When the world stopped spinning, a big white castle appeared.
A land of myth, time of magic, it hit me! This was great. No matter what, Katie will be here some day, which means that I would be stuck for only a while. And I got to see Merlin soon enough. I jumped my way down the road to Camelot.
Something jumped into the corner of my eye. A man, short white hair and "baggy" clothes (as far as it can be baggy in this time). 'Hello there', he said. I was slightly confused until I realized what my clothes must look like. I had a corset, so far, I fitted this time. But it was a bit modern.
'Goodday', I replied politely.
'I see you have a nice dress... do they all wear that where you come from?'
Well, this was a confusing question at the moment. Not at all of my locations. But the last ones, they wore pants.
'Some do', I replied as good as possible. 'I'm on my way to Camelot'
'Oh okay. So... where do you come from?'
'The continent'
We walked a little. I didn't ask for his company, but well... as long as he didn't ask any more annoying questions, it was fine by me.
'Could you tell me what day it is?', he asked.
'Tuesday, the 4th of September 2012', I blurted out.
'You sure?'
'Ye- no, no.. it most certainly isn't. I'm so sorry, my minds a mess'
'It's okay. Tell me, why do you come to Camelot?'
I blushed. 'Well, there is this boy, called Merlin'
'I see.' He looked at me like I was in love. It might have looked like it.
'He's famous in our country', I explained. Well, in my time.
'What country did you say?'
'Belgium', oh why did I say that? Belgium doesn't exist in this time. Idiot,idiot,idiot am I.
'This way', he said. He grabbed my arm and pulled me aside. Next moment... I was kidnapped again. Great, I thought to myself as he tied my arms together.
'Dude, for real. Why?', I asked bored. I would be free in no time. He didn't even check my pockets for my cellphone. I could call the police... oh well, if I waited a couple of years.
He put me in a carriage. Like a real old one, with horses in front of us. And we took off.
'I am bored', I complained after five minutes. 'I don't have any apps to play on my phone... and the radio doesn't work. Why are you being so cruel to me?'
If he had to kidnap me this way, nothing stopped me from giving him my worst.
'Cruel?', he raised one eyebrow.
'Stop playing games! You just discriminate me because I'm from an other millennium', I yelled.
'Nooo... you haven't seen any of me yet. I'm a nice guy. So, lets introduce ourselfs, ladies first'
'Indy'
'Nice to meet you Indy. I am known as the Master'

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