Dragoncrest Cliffs and if she does not love you

Ah.  She felt just the smallest touch of sadness, but it was fleeting.  She'd accepted over the past year that her body had shifted, the years pressing heavily and settling knowingly in her bones.  She would pass this spring with nothing to show, nor any year after.  Last season had felt a near thing.  It's beyond my time, she said softly, looking down to catch Erzulie's gaze.  But is it something you want this year?

They'd shared the burden these past two years and through pain had beheld a massive amount of joy as well.  She'd be glad to walk those steps again, even if she walked them from the vantage of guardian rather than nurturer.  They would still know her as mother regardless.  She smiled.  It would be appropriate, for them to be ours.