If they tell my story
I am either gonna die on the battlefield in glory
While Morgan would usually respond offended and quite harshly to someone talking back to her the way Zeph did, this time she had to agree; it was hard to follow her own advice, Morgan herself feeling considerable panic still residing only just beneath the surface of her mind. If she was in Noah's body, was he in hers? The thought made her a little sick; not because of anything in specific about the man himself, but she had always been very private, very modest, about her form, always wearing thick cloaks and loose shirts.
Hopefully he wouldn't investigate too much.
"I don't know who you are." She responded, glad that at least she was not the only one experiencing this. "My name is Morgan. Please call me Morgan." Morgan stood and began to walk about the room, absentmindedly for the most part, trying to distract herself from the way her footsteps felt oddly heavier, her hands too big. Heading to one of the boxes named 'Broken', she opened the topmost ones lid.
Hopefully he wouldn't investigate too much.
"I don't know who you are." She responded, glad that at least she was not the only one experiencing this. "My name is Morgan. Please call me Morgan." Morgan stood and began to walk about the room, absentmindedly for the most part, trying to distract herself from the way her footsteps felt oddly heavier, her hands too big. Heading to one of the boxes named 'Broken', she opened the topmost ones lid.
Or Rise Up
MORGAN
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