Morgan
Fear is dark but my love is a lantern
Shining up like coins in a fountain
"I will probably let him decide if he wishes to continue or not, as long as he knows the gravity of what he almost did." She concluded, knowing the upcoming meeting would be tough. Glancing across at Neron, Morgan couldn't help the curiosity that had arose, how this situation could have gone if Neron had never left his post. "If you were Warden in my position now, what would you have done?"
With the path that finally led to the portal coming into view, Morgan chewed at her lip, thoughts that she'd sworn to speak to Neron about coming to mind now that they were going past the roads where they had had their short tryst. "...Do you consider yourself well enough for a personal question?"
Hope is a tree sitting on a mountain where the grass don't grow
There's a sad old sea but my love is an island
There's a sad old sea but my love is an island