November 24, 2016, 12:49 PM
Set for the morning of December 1, 2016.
Her wounds weren't healing and her prayers weren't being heard. The children were to arrive soon and Estelle was becoming desperate. Knowing that there was only one way to save the poor souls of the innocent, she had prepared herself for the ultimate sacrifice. Her days were numbered anyway and she refused to leave this plane on anyone's terms but her own. So that morning, just after Eden's first contraction and the crows first caw, Estelle marched proudly from her den and toward the field in which she first lay the fate of the children.In her maw she held caster beans coated equally in mouse blood and honey. Once she reached the center of the opening, her head was tilted backward to allow the beans a clear passage down her throat. Immediately she began her prayers, speaking to whichever Beings were around to hear her. But the one Estelle hoped was paying the most attention was Lune; the only one who could soothe the tears of the parents and remove the fear from their hearts.
Soon enough, Estelle's eyes began to water and her nose began to run red yet she did not stop. Then came her lips, swollen and tender, but still whispering hope into the air. Her throat began to follow suit and the world around her faded in and out so Estelle quietly finished her pleas. She laid down and allowed the final breaths to cycle through her chest before releasing one last silent tear, her bloodied snout twisting into a permanent smile.