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Fandom: The Dresden Files
Disclaimer: All Jim Butcher’s. Not mine. Will return, mostly unharmed.
Theme Set: Epsilon
(Author's note: If anyone knows Justin's last name off hand, let me know so I can fix it.)
1- Hood: Morgan stared in silence at the teenager in the black hood-his old master’s new apprentice, and killer.
2- Buzz: When his gift had first shown up it felt as though every nerve was abuzz with something …special.
3- Wish: The youngest child of eight, Donald had always wished to stand out somehow.
4- Seasons: Leaves fell onto him, clinging lightly to the grey cloak that would never stain.
5- Threat: Morgan never made an idle threat once he took up the Warden’s sword.
6- Portrait: the only way Morgan could ever relax was when he was alone, and painting.
7- Loud: The noise the night the disciples of Kremmler came around left his ears ringing for weeks.
8- Energy: Magical energy blazed from him as he went to chase down Dresden for killing using the storms; until, that is, the younger wizard punched him out.
9- Purge: “It is my duty to get rid of that I deem to be evil, something you could never understand, incubi-now give me one good reason not to kill you Thomas Raith.”
11- Attic: Morgan gazed about the attic he’d been dragged to-Dresden had saved his life; despite hating him, perhaps there was more to the boy than he thought.
12- “You will never be any more than a second-rate clinging to the coat tails of your betters fool, be gone; I no longer wish to have you for an apprentice!”
13- Dash: Every morning, when the vampires couldn’t reach him, he’d take a ten mile run, just to stay in top shape.
14- Attitude: Confidence clung to him, as well fitted as the soft grey cloak that marked his rank.
15- Wisdom: He might not always be the cleverest on put on a job; none could deny his courage.
16- Sight: Morgan opened his ‘Sight’ to make sure that no one was under a veil before starting to speak.
17- Address: “Wizard Dresden, kindly use my title when addressing me!”
18- Minute: One minute to the next, he could never be sure whether Harry was trustworthy or not, not that he trusted anyone.
19- Cotton: He got the gist fairly quickly, catching the ‘pretty boy’ of the Warden’s plan.
20- Claw: The demon’s claws tote through cloak and shirt, rending still healing flesh.
21- Limit: Warden Morgan stared at the limitless hordes in silence, part of him certain that this would be his death.
22-Unique: What had made him unique amongst the Wardens was his fierce loyalty to the council, though recent events made him question it-if only subconsciously.
23-Gravity: He fell, feeling how slowly the world seemed to go; so this was death.
24-Yesterday: “Good morning, Morgan, I trust you slept well after your injuries yester-excuse me, two days ago now; Mouse found you and I brought you to my apartment…”
10- Mouse: “Why on earth name your dog Mouse, he’s huge!”
25- Mosquitoes swarmed him as he tromped through the jungle, chasing down one last vampire.
26- Garden: He gazed out at the flowers and vegetables one last time before leaving his family home for good.
27- Question:If I didn’t betray them and McCoy never would-Blackstaff, or no-that leaves the Merlin himself…or the Ancient Mai...
28- Text: “Warden Morgan I hope you find this note in time: I’m going in and saving the world-Carlos Ramirez”
29- Plastic: “You’re using a…what is that thing, a Polly Pocket ™ doll to track this witch?”
30- Block: Morgan lifted his sword and blocked the knight’s attack.
38- Duel: Sword struck sword and the mighty battle continued.
31- Escort: I’m here to escort Harry Dresden to the Council meeting!”
32- Insult: He heard the words of some of the younger wizards, that he was jaded and too old to hold his job any longer.
33-Blood: Donald stood by the sink in his tiny apartment, rinsing out his cloak and turning the water pink in the
process.
34-Gold: On his right ring finger lay a band of gold, spelled to hold one last reserve of energy should he ever need it.
35- Spot: It was strange, blood never stayed in the cloak, yet the tiny ink spot seemed indelible.
36-Melt: One smile from her and he could feel his iced over heart melting.
37-Guilt: I was his fault the commander was dead and he would never forgive himself.
39: Strange: Working with Dresden to save the world-and both as wardens; Donald Morgan sighed, stranger things had happened-though not many.
40- Wait: For years he’d waited for the seemingly dark wizard to slip up and soon as he did, Morgan was wrong and the mere boy (in comparison) was cleared.
41-Glow: The torchlight gave a very eerie glow to the impossibly sharp edges of his sword.
42- Action: “Man Of Action, Man of Honor- he died for what he believed” was all that his headstone said, no more, no less.
45- “The lock is magical don’t bother using spells Warden”
48- “And besides, there is no way out of your prison.”
43- Chain: Morgan struggled anyway against the chains that bound him to the Red Court’s dungeon wall.
44- Bitter: Years and years of dealing with wizards who almost cheerfully broke all the rules had made him bitter.
47- Friend: His friends were few but he would always defend them and to the death.
46- Order: Until he was taken under the wing of Justin Dumorre his highest honor had been that of the Order of the Arrow.
49- Journal: Until he became a Warden, he saw no point in journaling-then it was the only way to deal with...everything.
50- Zero: By the time he found the sixteen year old, covered in ash and shaking from the shock of the death curse, Morgan had no tolerance for such…scum.