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
The chance to train was always one Morgan tried to take, especially now that her Warden responsibilities had amped up and she spent less time out on the Grounds than she used to; she never wanted to be caught rusty, inexperienced in a battle when it was an important moment.
Exiting the Palace and coming onto the Grounds, she was for a moment surprised to see a lion stood there by her training dummies and weapons, but realised after a moment the true identity of the creature. "Ah. Am I to fight you like this, then?" Morgan asked, walking into the Grounds with her warhammer balanced over her shoulder.
Exiting the Palace and coming onto the Grounds, she was for a moment surprised to see a lion stood there by her training dummies and weapons, but realised after a moment the true identity of the creature. "Ah. Am I to fight you like this, then?" Morgan asked, walking into the Grounds with her warhammer balanced over her shoulder.
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
