March 31, 2024, 01:31 PM
Awake and weak; children probing at her sides, maybe, or sleeping against her belly. Wilwarin is oblivious about the goings-on inside and out.
The dream clings to her.
She feels herself roped in place.
She feels as though her body is not her own, if she has one at all, and still the new mother fights against sleep.
Clinging to wakefulness as one clings to life.
The dream clings to her.
She feels herself roped in place.
She feels as though her body is not her own, if she has one at all, and still the new mother fights against sleep.
Clinging to wakefulness as one clings to life.
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Crumble like a temple, built from future daughters. - by Wilwarin - March 22, 2024, 01:54 AM
RE: Crumble like a temple, built from future daughters. - by Cen - March 22, 2024, 09:21 AM
RE: Crumble like a temple, built from future daughters. - by Wolf Dreamer - March 22, 2024, 11:06 AM
RE: Crumble like a temple, built from future daughters. - by Airasëa - March 23, 2024, 04:26 PM
RE: Crumble like a temple, built from future daughters. - by Red Leaf - March 27, 2024, 04:29 PM
RE: Crumble like a temple, built from future daughters. - by Wilwarin - March 27, 2024, 04:27 PM
RE: Crumble like a temple, built from future daughters. - by Cen - March 30, 2024, 02:10 PM
RE: Crumble like a temple, built from future daughters. - by Wolf Dreamer - March 30, 2024, 02:27 PM
RE: Crumble like a temple, built from future daughters. - by Wilwarin - March 31, 2024, 01:31 PM