on the wings of a dream [Open]

Morgan

Snakes are biting at my heels
The worries that refuse to let us go

Morgan nodded, thinking that from what she knew of Loren, it made sense he'd pray (though why to Frey, she wondered? Some of the possibilities would lead her mind to a place it very much did not want to go, so she refrained from wondering too much). His question for her did not offend, even with it's awkward phrasing, Morgan having expected the query turned back to her.

"The plans for Deepfrost protection involve Frey's blessing heavily. I am not so proud as to turn down a Gods help when it is sorely needed for the Citadel's betterment." While she still struggled to trust the Gods, their intentions and just how far their powers extended, any chance to help Halo survive during the cold was one worth taking. "Frey asked for offerings to be left here, so I give them. Besides...now that they have a nature element to them, I find myself feeling warmer to the idea."

I've been kicking them away
Been hoping not to let them take control