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
Elena's question was the one Morgan had been grappling with herself; she sat back with a sigh, pressing a hand to her mouth as she thought it over. She had gotten the impression that it had been a byproduct of something innate in the Ascended rather than deliberate, but she'd also seen that the Ascended had not made a great effort to solve the problem once it had been spread.
"For the moment, I do not think the Blight is an issue for us: I fear what may come around the corner, though. I gather that the Ascended cause regular problems for those in the Hollowed Grounds and that they are gaining unprecedented power. There is one among them who can teleport wherever she wishes and has powerful fighting capabilities." Realistically, Morgan knew that if Wessex tried to launch an attack on Halo right now, they didn't stand a chance: this was why she wanted to move subtley, slowly, not at all if she didn't have to.
"For the moment, I do not think the Blight is an issue for us: I fear what may come around the corner, though. I gather that the Ascended cause regular problems for those in the Hollowed Grounds and that they are gaining unprecedented power. There is one among them who can teleport wherever she wishes and has powerful fighting capabilities." Realistically, Morgan knew that if Wessex tried to launch an attack on Halo right now, they didn't stand a chance: this was why she wanted to move subtley, slowly, not at all if she didn't have to.
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
