Neverwinter Forest let me love you

Once more Rian let the feeling of content wash over him, almost as good as it'd been in the womb ...but not quite. It wasn't the world he'd known before, but the babe didn't understand that, didn't that the world he'd known within his mother's womb was since lost to him and not a place he would ever return to. He didn't realize that the blind senses would not last forever: that someday he would become something so much more than the mewling infant he was on this natal day. For now, however, this darkness and strange, new sensations was all that he knew, but the barrage of them, unfortunately for the dark pelted boy, was yet to come. The rapid succession was yet to truly begin for him and his siblings. Dublin began to move then, wiggling away from him, cool air writhing in the empty space the second boy left in his absence. Instinctively, Rian scooted closer to the fourth — Eimear, seeking the girl's warmth, as much as he sought to share his body heat with her. He ceased his suckling the moment he felt something wet and cool touch his back but resumed quick enough as he recovered from the strange feeling, unable to hear but he felt the vibrations of his mother as she spoke his name though the vibration held no meaning as his mother had christened him Rian. He suckling slowed until he ceased it all together, a small yawn escaping his tiny maw as drowsiness began to settle in.