MORGAN
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
Uninjured was probably the best answer anyone in Halo could give at the moment; Morgan nodded and accepted it for what it was. She doubted anyone in the Citadel felt mentally close to alright, from Neron up in his cell to the most uninvolved citizen on the outskirts of the suburbs.
How she was, though...Morgan stared into the fire, shook her head and drank from her mug; was it selfish to focus on her own feelings? When there were so many families left bereft, so many under her authority now laying as cold as the snow? "...I am...tired. For a while after the explosion I was able to move and think through pure determination. Now...every time I blink..." She took in a breath, shaky and desperate. "..I see my dead guards. My father never had such a massacre in his time."
Why she was revealing all this to a stranger she didn't quite know. Maybe it was because Elena was older, one of her father's generation, had known him; maybe Morgan hoped some of his wisdom might somehow come down through her. Either way she sighed and looked into the fire once more, confessions given.
How she was, though...Morgan stared into the fire, shook her head and drank from her mug; was it selfish to focus on her own feelings? When there were so many families left bereft, so many under her authority now laying as cold as the snow? "...I am...tired. For a while after the explosion I was able to move and think through pure determination. Now...every time I blink..." She took in a breath, shaky and desperate. "..I see my dead guards. My father never had such a massacre in his time."
Why she was revealing all this to a stranger she didn't quite know. Maybe it was because Elena was older, one of her father's generation, had known him; maybe Morgan hoped some of his wisdom might somehow come down through her. Either way she sighed and looked into the fire once more, confessions given.
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
