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[ It's night time. The flurries of snow have come and gone. Morgana is sitting on her window pane, looking at the sky, of all things. She's wearing a long dress that pools at her feet and occasionally rubs her hands together. ]
Funny. How the stars look the same even though this is hardly Camelot. Almost as if it is the same one.
[ But that's not the point. ]
My name is the Lady Morgana Pendragon of Camelot -- now of the Heimdall house. If you need anything, by all means, let me know.
[ It sounds brave and responsible to her. Fitting for a Pendragon.
It reminds her of Arthur.
Perhaps there is a shadow of sadness on her face. ]
Funny. How the stars look the same even though this is hardly Camelot. Almost as if it is the same one.
[ But that's not the point. ]
My name is the Lady Morgana Pendragon of Camelot -- now of the Heimdall house. If you need anything, by all means, let me know.
[ It sounds brave and responsible to her. Fitting for a Pendragon.
It reminds her of Arthur.
Perhaps there is a shadow of sadness on her face. ]