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Собственно, чуть измененная цитата из совершенно прекрасного и очень бредового позитивного англо-фика по «Мерлину» Давно хотела поставить, но все никак не доходили руки...
Заодно сразу - и рекомендация на сам фик:

Title: Romcom, with Sheep
Author: Allothi
Rating: PG
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur, background Morgana/Gwen
Warnings/Spoilers: silliness measuring at 'high' on the Very Silly Scale.
Summary: Some time in the third year after Arthur is crowned king, Merlin has to leave Camelot, to rid a small part of Cumbria of a curse that has apparently defied the curse-breaking skill of any other benevolent sorcerer.
Word count: 2,749

цитата
...Arthur looks about for their attacker. On the other side of the field, he espies a sheep, snarling somewhat, and just about balancing on its hind legs. He blinks and looks again, just to make sure. He asks Merlin what it is that they're fighting, just to make certain-sure.

"Evil sheep sorcerer," Merlin explains. "Cursed the crops not to grow."

"Poor Betsy," says the shepherdess. Her eyes well up a little. "She wasn't always evil, you know. But she had an unhappy lambhood. Gareth beat her once, with a stick."

"Gareth?" Arthur asks, and at the sound of this name, the sheep makes a loud, bleating roar, adding lightning to the onslaught of fireballs.

"My brother. He wasn't very nice," says the shepherdess. "Betsy killed him last year, actually -- headbutted him down a well -- but we all thought it was a freak accident."