A/N: Finally, I finished my first story. This was inspired by a Korean TV show I watched long ago. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything.

The Red Cloth

I came across a fallen tree

I felt the branches of it looking at me

Is this the place we used to love?

Is this the place that i've been dreaming of?

-Somewhere Only We Know, Keane

When I was young, I was afraid of heights. That may sound strange, considering how brave I seem to be, but it was true. Arthur teased me mercilessly about it back then. I hated him when he does. Good thing Gwen was there to comfort me. Whenever Arthur teases me, we always plan for revenge. Then, Gwen and I would take action. Arthur would then get upset and tease me again.

When I was 13 years old, something happened that I would never forget. Gwen, Arthur and I were playing under a tree. All of a sudden, Arthur caught sight of a red cloth hanging by the branch of the tree. He challenged me to get it. Being me, I said yes. At first, I tried to get it by jumping while trying to get the end of the cloth but that didn't work. It was too high for me to reach. Arthur then suggested that I climb the tree to get it. I was hesitant at first but I pulled myself together. I didn't want to lose the challenge. I climbed the tree until I could almost reach the end of the cloth. I reached out my hand and got the end. Unfortunately, I lost my balance. In total panic, I grabbed the branch of the tree so I wouldn't fall. I was scared to death. I heard Arthur and Gwen call me and asked me if I'm alright in panicked and worried voices but I was too terrified to even look at them. I tried to blame Arthur for making me do this but it didn't sound convincing considering I'm already crying.

Then, I heard Arthur said calmly, "Morgana, it's not too far down. Just let go! It won't hurt that much."

Let go? Of course, not!

"No, I don't want too!"

"Morgana, listen to me. Do you want to hang there forever or do you want to get down here? Just close your eyes. Gwen and I will count to three and when we say go you let go, ok?"

"No!"

"Come on, Morgana! You're brave. You can stand up against my father and beat me in swordplay. This can't possibly be scarier than that."

"He's right. Just trust us, ok?"

I didn't answer. I just closed my eyes.

"One", they counted.

"Two"

"Three"

"Let go, Morgana! Let go!"

And I did. To my surprise, the fall really didn't hurt that much. I got down half crying and half laughing. I didn't even bother to blame or insult Arthur. I just sat there, laughing with my friends, thankful. After that, I wasn't afraid of heights anymore.

It's funny how much time could change things. From playing together and making jokes to fighting for real. As much as I hate to admit it, I miss them. I missed being a child. I missed my old self before I even realized my powers. But you have to sacrifice things to be great, don't you? They are hindering me from getting what is rightfully mine. That's what Morgause told me. But sometimes wonder if it is worth it.

That day Morgana saw another red cloth hanging on the branch of a tree on the edge of a cliff. She tried to get it, reminiscing the time she did it as a challenge from her friend. Surely, she lost her balance and grabbed the branch of the tree hanging by the edge of the cliff. She closed her eyes.

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

"Let go Morgana! Let go!" ,she almost heard Gwen and Arthur shout.

And she did. She let go of all her desires, guilt, sadness and hate. She let go of Arthur, of Gwen of everyone. She let go of everything, including her life.

A/N: So how was it? Good? Bad? OoC? Please Review!