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
Wessex's polite and professional tone did her more favours than she would realised and Morgan tried to take an inward deep breath, remember that this woman was not Neron; she might have a chance to reason and make an ally here, or at least pretend to: she was unsure it was possible for her to be convince the Ascended were not a threat by now.
"Well, I can tell you right now I will not like your Goddess. I do not like any of the Gods." She stated, voice very sure of this. "As for you, it will depend on how this goes." A ghost of a smile was on her lips for a moment before she went quiet to listen to Wessex's proposal. A unique perspective, she said: given that Morgan had only spoken to two Ascended so far and Wessex was one of them, she was hardly awash in opinions to do with it anyway.
"Tell me of your unique perspective. Though my main question, should you wish to answer that instead, is: what makes the Ascended a race and not a cult, if what differentiates you is a choice to believe and follow in the Voice?" Hopefully Wessex would understand her question, the one that had been going around her head for days.
"Well, I can tell you right now I will not like your Goddess. I do not like any of the Gods." She stated, voice very sure of this. "As for you, it will depend on how this goes." A ghost of a smile was on her lips for a moment before she went quiet to listen to Wessex's proposal. A unique perspective, she said: given that Morgan had only spoken to two Ascended so far and Wessex was one of them, she was hardly awash in opinions to do with it anyway.
"Tell me of your unique perspective. Though my main question, should you wish to answer that instead, is: what makes the Ascended a race and not a cult, if what differentiates you is a choice to believe and follow in the Voice?" Hopefully Wessex would understand her question, the one that had been going around her head for days.
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
