Rising Sun Valley Wake me

A long silence stretched between them and when at last Tauris drew breath she could only manage an “…Oh.”

Because the idea of Reverie becoming a mother when she was scarcely an adult herself was unsettling to her. And Tauris grieved for all the youthful years Reverie would never have, caught between her anxiety and parenting.

Would she go easy into motherhood? Would she take to her children, would her creek boy stay? Or would she grow to resent this new life, carved with responsibility, or regret?

Reverie’s face was solemn in the silver light, so too was Tauris’. “How do you feel about it?” She asked.