Dragoncrest Cliffs It holds me tight, this sorrow

Her charitable son, always tending first to others- a kindness he had inherited from whatever angel had given him to her. He nuzzled her and she pulled him in close, and when she exhaled, the tears began to flow. 

She'd tried to be strong for them, but the hurt was too much. She missed her mothers, and she missed her brother. And she was so, inexplicably relieved that she had her son with her now, and that she could hold him and rock him gently against her. "I love you so, so much, my son. You know dis, yes?" She asked. 

He'd just experienced something so horrific; something she couldn't shield him from, and something she could never promise him he'd never have to face again. But the best she could do was give him her love and care, and make sure that she would do absolutely anything to take care of him. She held him closer, gently. "I am so glad I 'ave you. 'An I am so proud of you."