you and me all of the people

Morgan

Snakes are biting at my heels
The worries that refuse to let us go

Her office was no longer the sanctuary it had once been, no longer the space for her to consider and work for her people; she had been attacked here, and now she knew that her 'predecessors' had sat at this very desk plotting for their zealous Gods. It felt anxious, strange, to be here again so soon; as if the foundations that had once been were now cracked and feeble.

Still, there was work to be done, and she had to do it. Morgan buckled down, organising, planning, writing - when there was knock on the door, it had been a couple of hours and she was glad for the break. "Enter."

As Wessex came in, she would gesture to a chair before her. "Wessex. Thank you for your assistance last week." Morgan smiled, as serious and weak a smile as the situation called for, and watched the Ascended carefully.

I've been kicking them away
Been hoping not to let them take control