Honeyed Pasture this pain is just too real

the other was alive, was present, and though a name was said deirdre did not know what it meant or who it might be. it mattered not! the woman still had breath in her. none would die this day. she moved toward the belly but paused only when the movement was not well-received. please -- let me. i will not hurt you, she could only hope she would be permitted this. something was wrong here, and the girl sought to find out what, exactly, this was.