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
For a while the fight had seemed fruitless and Morgan had been near-sure that she, or some other member of the party, was to be injured; thankfully, it seemed that Tanau had sway over the Leviathan that they didn't (the kind that Amalia wished she had, Morgan thought dryly). Coming out from behind the shelter she saw that the danger was gone, the leviathan leaving to the distance and Tanau cheerfully declaring the fight over.
Well, that was anti-climatic, but she wasn't about to complain.
For a while they walked about the shore, the scales of the Leviathan attractive enough to warrant a slightly longer stay, but soon enough she was ready to go home and try some target practice, quite unsatisfied with the work she had done. After wishing each of the rest of the team well, she and Deimos headed back to the Citadel, ready to recover.
Well, that was anti-climatic, but she wasn't about to complain.
For a while they walked about the shore, the scales of the Leviathan attractive enough to warrant a slightly longer stay, but soon enough she was ready to go home and try some target practice, quite unsatisfied with the work she had done. After wishing each of the rest of the team well, she and Deimos headed back to the Citadel, ready to recover.
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
