MORGAN
Lay me down
Let the only sound
Let the only sound
"Oh, I see. That sounds good for Fiat Lux." Easy to set up and pick up; the kind of easy fun people liked at those sorts of events (and the kind of easy fun that Morgan very rarely permitted herself).
Holding up the roof, light and rotted from the inside as it was, wasn't a difficult task. Morgan watched Hester take the wood, reflecting on how fond she'd become of the girl in a short amount of time. She had spirit, the sort of spirit that Morgan liked to associate with the Citadel and it's people. More than that, though, Hester reminded her of her own youth. They were very different, but she recognised something in the determination of her eyes, the strength in her speech.
"Of course." Helping Hester load up and carry the wood back home, Morgan easily chatted with her about the things happening in the Citadel and the greater world. Before long they were back at the Citadel, going their separate ways: with another apology for how they'd met, Morgan left to the Council Hall with a smile on her face.
{FIN}
Holding up the roof, light and rotted from the inside as it was, wasn't a difficult task. Morgan watched Hester take the wood, reflecting on how fond she'd become of the girl in a short amount of time. She had spirit, the sort of spirit that Morgan liked to associate with the Citadel and it's people. More than that, though, Hester reminded her of her own youth. They were very different, but she recognised something in the determination of her eyes, the strength in her speech.
"Of course." Helping Hester load up and carry the wood back home, Morgan easily chatted with her about the things happening in the Citadel and the greater world. Before long they were back at the Citadel, going their separate ways: with another apology for how they'd met, Morgan left to the Council Hall with a smile on her face.
{FIN}
Be the overflow
Pockets full of stones
Pockets full of stones
