Witch's Marsh Ascend

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For a very brief period, Cygnet finally experienced peace. Alone for a few moments, she’d finally felt calm, powerful, and healthy- no longer limited in space and nutrition. She did not long for the other siblings she had had, and she would forget their very existence within moments. 

From one world to another she was summoned, and in a manner rough and inexperienced she was handled and cleaned, pressed against a tear where the milk was sour. She was forced to drink, and consumed the first and last bits of her mother’s strained existence.

She felt the temperature begin to drop when the thudding of her life-giver’s heart stopped. The limbs that held her became stiff, and cooled. She mewled; hungry, cold, and wanting.