MORGAN
the glacier
Now these days are feeling dark
We're struggling to figure out last year
We're struggling to figure out last year
Chulane's suggestion, one that Morgan had briefly considered herself, made her pause. "I don't know. I think...it might be worth testing, but not right now. A day or two to recover, in case the water had any deeper adverse effects." She spoke with a hushed tone, directed towards Chulane and away from Neron, not wanting to put ideas in his delirious mind.
As she looked about the room again, she briefly caught Deimos' eyes and noted that there was something more of the man himself in them; hope bloomed in her chest, just for a moment. Morgan could tell that many in the hall were exhausted, upset by this, her among them, but they were all continuing regardless: her pride in her people had never been more intense. Stepping down from where she'd given her speech she went to speak to various individuals dotted around, available for questions should there be any more for her.
As she looked about the room again, she briefly caught Deimos' eyes and noted that there was something more of the man himself in them; hope bloomed in her chest, just for a moment. Morgan could tell that many in the hall were exhausted, upset by this, her among them, but they were all continuing regardless: her pride in her people had never been more intense. Stepping down from where she'd given her speech she went to speak to various individuals dotted around, available for questions should there be any more for her.
When the woman in the sky
keeps saying things that no one wants to hear
keeps saying things that no one wants to hear
