Stone Circle I used to think that silence was golden.

popping another post in!

mahler was not immediately present to answer any questions, not until the blood began to ebb and cease. the silver young woman who had returned to the scene with cobwebs was given an approving grunt, for these he used at the last.
eventually the midwife sat back upon his heels and regarded the little group around him. "is there anyvone else to nurse the children if sanja passes?" he would not spare them the reality of it. "the next seventy-two hours are crucial. she must be vatched round the clock for fever. her pain must be managed."
he regarded the living children. they would not make the night unless they fed. if there was no one who could feed them, he would motion them closer, to be placed beside their mother for a supervised time.