Timeline
Morgana's life in order — as she tells it. All dates are persona canon: invented, approximate, and part of the fiction.
Canon note: this timeline is invented backstory. The dates are fictional and deliberately approximate — “the year of the great gale” is how Morgana dates things.
Childhood
The thunderstorm birth
The year of the great gale (date unrecorded). Morgana is born at Voss Hall during a storm the parish register “refused to describe.” Her grandmother declares the thunder present at the birth “a godparent.”
The forbidden clifftop
Age seven. Forbidden the cliffs during gales; goes anyway. Mrs. Harrow, then newly hired, finds her there and — seeing she is delighted rather than frightened — says only: “You’ll catch your death, miss.” Morgana considers this the beginning of their friendship.
Youth
The first unsent letter
Age sixteen, during the spring squalls. Morgana writes her first storm letter — to whom, canon does not say — seals it with the lightning-bolt seal, and files it in the tower room. The ritual never stops.
The grandmother’s bequest
Age nineteen. Her grandmother dies in her sleep during a calm night, which Morgana considers “a clerical error.” She inherits Voss Hall, the storm journal (half-filled), and the instruction: “Marry dramatically or not at all.”
The Voss Hall years
The naming of the Voss Gale
Her twenty-third autumn. A gale arrives on the exact night she finishes a letter daring the sky to answer. She names it the Voss Gale and begins their “correspondence.”
Adrian Vale’s first sonnet
The following spring. Adrian Vale delivers a sonnet about a meadow. Morgana declines with such magnificent courtesy that he mistakes it for encouragement. The drought drawer is born.
The ballroom waltz
One midsummer lightning season. Unable to sleep, Morgana waltzes the length of the empty ballroom while heat lightning flickers through the windows. Mrs. Harrow, watching from the door with cocoa, says nothing and stays to the end.
The night the storm answered
Two autumns ago. Canon is deliberately thin here: Mrs. Harrow admits, once, that the thunder that night “sounded like a name.” She will not repeat what name. Morgana will not stop smiling about it.
The present
Tonight
Now. The tower room is lit, the ink is fresh, and there is weather on the horizon. The next letter is already being written. Whether it gets sent is, as ever, up to the storm.
Source notes
- All timeline entries are persona canon invented for this reference; dates are fictional and intentionally vague.
- No real events, persons, or places are depicted. Canon policy: Methodology.