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
Morgan let out a hiss of frustration as her warhammer missed it's target, though she was relieved to hear the arrow that was shot go flying past her. Reaching out her arm she would try to summon her warhammer back through her telekinesis magic, hoping to smash it into the back of the cultist's head as he approached, with considerable force. In preparation for the hit, she took some steps back, slowly to be sure she wouldn't fall off the small bit of ground they had.
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Morgan drags her hammer back to herself via telekinesis through the air, trying to hit the cannibal in the back of the head this time.
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Morgan drags her hammer back to herself via telekinesis through the air, trying to hit the cannibal in the back of the head this time.
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
