Boartusk Heights [b] te sueño despierta

She was covered in blood, slime and feeling very sticky when her little body slithered out of her mother’s womb. It wasn’t known to her yet, but one day it was gonna become the highest honor she could have—being the first born. Her pride and the disgusting truth highlighting her already noble status.

She couldn’t yet see, but for now though being born alive was enough. The hit of the fresh air made her cry, and then the hunger called her insane as she kicked her little legs, trying to just at least find some solace in her mother’s hold. Soon enough, with the help and maybe a lick to her already wet noodle body, she rested herself in a warm embrace, crying still for some more attention despite. God granted her life, yet there could always be more to receive.

Reyna was her blessing, her world. Everything, and the chosen one who determines whether or not her heart beats. Truthfully though the world was much larger and there was a lot to explore, a lot to discover, however in the near future her mother could provide so just fine.

Valeria was born.