Dragoncrest Cliffs a wasting of my time

bountiful and blessed was she.

given rosalyn as a mother for her children and given names for them in turn too. it would feel fitting that they should share the name of their mothers!

it did not feel right to turn a new page yet. she wished for them to be theirs. cloaked under the banner of family and sapphique. i would like them to have those names.

them. she knew not how many there would be, who they might be, what they might be. only that they would have three mothers and sapphique.

i have much love for you, rosalyn.

whispered in the thicket of ruby fur.

perhaps it did not need to be spoken, but it felt important. here and now.

before it was too late.