Morgan
I will not be told where to stand
I will not be told what to say
Walking alongside Neron (all business, no evidence of their attachment on show), she nodded. "I think we will be fine. Many people have taken ice from here." To keep food cool, for structures, for weapons, sometimes; Halovians made do with what they had and this was a prime resource.
Beginning to unstrap a pickaxe from her back, Morgan looked out over the frozen lake, the bitter wind hitting her face, then turned to Aino - someone she wasn't familiar with, but anyone helping with the God's request was more than welcome. "That's a good idea. Let's walk over."
Not by you
Not by anyone tonight
Not by anyone tonight