MY FA THER LOVED ME<br > He was the only one ever to love me truly.<br > They kill~ d him when I was six years old.<br > I am Morgan le Fay， and I will never die. I hover on the<br >!<br >wind， and fate falls out of each slow beat of my wings. That is<br >what my name means: Morgan the fate， Morgan the magical，<br >fey Morgan of the otherworld， Morgan who must be feared.<br >But I was not always Morgan le Fay. When they killed my fa-<br >ther， I was only little Morgan.<br > I saw him once after he was dead. I will never forget that<br >night.<br > While he yet lived， I saw him perhaps eight or ten times that<br >I remember. My father was the Duke of Cornwall， and he was<br >often absent， at war. At first I thought he went out to fight a<br >dragon. Later I understood that he fought a king with an odd<br >name， something about a penned dragon. I did not understand<br >or care what the battles were about; it was the nature of<br ><br >