June 19, 2024, 11:00 PM
his eyes met hers, sea-green into sea-green. she sang of mothers and sisters to this son; would he inherit their fierceness, or the cowardice of those who had left?
he didn't know any of that now, though, and was roused to sleep by the gentle ebb and flow of her song.
he didn't know any of that now, though, and was roused to sleep by the gentle ebb and flow of her song.
maman,he whispered again, and tumbled into dreams.
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