Oh Great!
Musgan just has a way of getting me pissed.
Hmpfh!
I don't care really but what I know is, after all of this is, Musgan is gonna hear from me.
And I swear, damn the church if I don't have his head.
Hmpfh! Actually what's with me and killing?
I seem to have taken a liking to it. Putting my thoughts away, I walk forward to the edge of the stage closest to the people assembled, clearing my throat in readiness to speak.
"What is she doing?" Musgan grunts.
He receives my answer from David and of course, he's not getting any from me.
Okay, how do I do this?
Inner peace, inner peace, inner peace…
I know I am a school politician - don't think that would qualify because it feels so distant now - but this sits differently in me, you know, having to speak to these people who are
