you and me all of the people

Morgan

Snakes are biting at my heels
The worries that refuse to let us go

Morgan smiled faintly at Wessex's words; nothing about the way things had worked out felt like a 'win-win' to her, but the optimism was nice to hear. As the Ascended came to sit before her, she pushed the papers aside and leaned forward on the desk to hear her with her full attention.

"Honestly? Poorly." A bitter laugh came to her lips and she busied her hands with tying her hair back, raking her fingers through the tangled curls first. "We won the battle, but I suspect the war has just begun. I am back in my office, though the people outside are not won over by me, no matter how blatant the situation seems to me. It's as if they want to follow those that would willingly kill a whole people based over God's opinions." Morgan shook her head. "This is why I have never bothered with the Gods."

Hair back, she tapped on the desk. "I may yet have to leave very soon, if it turns out the people here do not want me to lead. Then what will happen? I love this place. I have poured my blood, my soul into it...but if I am no longer the leader to represent them, it's only fair I step down. I know Neron will come with me, but I don't know where I will go or what I will do."

That was perhaps quite a lot of answer to Wessex's simple question, but it was the truth.

I've been kicking them away
Been hoping not to let them take control