MORGAN
And oh, poor Atlas
The world's a beast of a burden
The world's a beast of a burden
"If it had been anyone else, there probably would not have been flying ice." Morgan pointed out plainly, idling looking around and melting away the last of the ice pillars she had made, gathering up the water into one ball and evaporating it away into nothing, letting the last droplets run away into spaces where it wouldn't bother anyone.
She smiled at Hester's joke; Morgan had never had a lot of family, her father's all being dead before her birth and her mother's distant after the affair. The smile faded though as Hester moved on and it became clear that the girl before her had some personal ties to the incident of the week prior. Taking a breath and looking down to the ground, Morgan frowned. "I'm sorry."
There was a predictable moment of silence. Afterwards Hester thankfully moved the topic on; Morgan walked closer to her, happy to continue the conversation if it didn't have to revolve around the loss of her guards. "I don't know if I would say exciting. It is an honour, but an intimidating one. A lot of responsibility. Would you want to be Warden?"
She smiled at Hester's joke; Morgan had never had a lot of family, her father's all being dead before her birth and her mother's distant after the affair. The smile faded though as Hester moved on and it became clear that the girl before her had some personal ties to the incident of the week prior. Taking a breath and looking down to the ground, Morgan frowned. "I'm sorry."
There was a predictable moment of silence. Afterwards Hester thankfully moved the topic on; Morgan walked closer to her, happy to continue the conversation if it didn't have to revolve around the loss of her guards. "I don't know if I would say exciting. It is an honour, but an intimidating one. A lot of responsibility. Would you want to be Warden?"
And the ships are left to rust
That's what the water gave us
That's what the water gave us
