Ouroboros Spine ⟸ algaak ⟹

It was not meant to happen like this.

She had thought a walk would help, that it would ease some of the ache until whoever lived within now was truly ready to emerge.

Yet each pulse was a stab, a sharp presence along her body.

And in each rolling wave of pain, it felt like a debt paid elsewhere. That she was stabbed for her sins in this life and any life before or after. She had started to cry at some point as the world felt blurred around her vision and rain.

She had been late to return back to the shared space and when she came it was with no words.

Only the crushing pain in her abdomen and the wish for support. She knew she would find it but it somehow felt so far away in the haze she swam through now. Last time her pain had morphed into euphoria.

This time it only stayed pain. Long and low.

Until a dam broke once more and she too would bring life into the space. A tiny thing (@Galana) that seemed the same shade as what she had come into the world with. Quick was instinct to guide the second-time mother into setting the girl comfortably, cleanly, against her side.

The dawning realization that it would be only the one.

One single daughter.

She reached desperately for her wife in the space.