Northstar Vale Misó

birth was imminent.

tamar breathed; inhaled; shut her eyes as the contractions started. this early they were not painful, and could last for days.

but she knew it would be soon.

antigone; tamar opened her eyes and moved quickly. "beta," she whispered in a language her children rarely heard, those words reserved for her now.

she studied him, reached out to him. "talk to me, antigone."