[ her name comes from his lips and sets her on edge, a familiar thrum dances about her fingers. she still remembers the last they spoke, the look of realization on his face when she revealed herself. the cavern crumbling and earth falling onto her shoulders.
morgana turns with her chin raised high, determined at the least not to appear as beaten as she currently is.
he will blame her for this, she knows it before he even speaks the words, and for once she will be not the cause. for once it will not be her doing. for once she is utterly innocent. how ironic. ]
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morgana turns with her chin raised high, determined at the least not to appear as beaten as she currently is.
he will blame her for this, she knows it before he even speaks the words, and for once she will be not the cause. for once it will not be her doing. for once she is utterly innocent. how ironic. ]
As are you, dear brother.