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
Once again, Morgan was in her defensive, protecting mode; she did not move, her hands steadfast and determined on her hammer and her eyes trained on the door, evening as the flash of light engulfed the room. She didn't know if this was normal for Longnight, but from the reaction of those in the room around her, she could gather it wasn't. Still, the monsters stopped - so maybe it wasn't a bad thing.
Maybe, she could hope, it was help.
"Can anyone see what's going on?" She asked out into the room, unawares that Sam was already looking. It was always good to know where you stood; though even if it was to remain a mystery, she would defend.
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Morgan continues to stand guard, and asks if anyone can see out.
Maybe, she could hope, it was help.
"Can anyone see what's going on?" She asked out into the room, unawares that Sam was already looking. It was always good to know where you stood; though even if it was to remain a mystery, she would defend.
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Morgan continues to stand guard, and asks if anyone can see out.
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
