not the first time

Morgan

I will not be told where to stand
I will not be told what to say

Despite it all, Morgan snorted a laugh at his reply. Maybe, just maybe, he was right - that was as much as her defeated mind would allow her at the moment, but it was a step above from where she'd been. The world they lived in now was a far more complicated one than it had been when she'd grown up in the Citadel; even more so than when she'd become Warden. As tensions with the Old Gods and Ascended grew, mortal alliances would grow ever more strained.

As Neron put an arm around her she glanced back and gave a weak smile, then raised her eyebrows as he continued. "Already? You do work fast. Let's hear it." If nothing else, it would be something other than wallowing in her misery.

{FIN}

Not by you
Not by anyone tonight