Shadewood silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven

forward dated to the 20th

a day had passed since his birth and the boy felt as though he had discovered a monumental new world. nothing did compare to the rich and vast creations that he had conjured up in his sleeping mind, but he could feel a stirring in his spirit. deku had grown somewhat more confident in his ability to wiggle a few inches away from his mother. he had even discovered how to return to her side rather promptly. still, he was adventurous enough that he tempted himself to scoot a little further.
 
in that moment, deku was snugged closely beside the sleeping minori. he had found a sense of peace in the rising and falling that her breathing caused. it was almost like a soft lullaby that tempted him to sleep every time he felt it. hunger was what had kept him awake and aware, though. the pale child was in search of milk so that he might feel the comfort of a full stomach.