Sun Mote Copse A Child Has Been Born into the World

Elohim is asleep, so feel free to skip!

 
Asherah did not miss the frown on Eshamun's face, but she herself did not allow sadness to mar her features. Not when there was still time. Not when there was joy in these moments. She too heard Ar-Khalba approaching, and while an acient instinct within her compelled her to growl and force him out, she silenced it. He would not have as much time as she did with Bachir, and he needed to see them all.

Eshamun bid her farewell, and turned to leave. Asherah watched the entrance and listened to the words exchanged. She was telling Ar-Khalba of the need to take a child and Asherah gazed towards her children, drowning out the sound with her focus on their breathing. Soft, tiny whispers of life barely even there. A miracle. She lifted her head as she heard Eshamun make her exit, smiling already. Pride bubbled within her again and she lifted her head and held herself to show that.