Mumma make it right

Mortis · 02-17-2020, 05:49 PM

His mother promised him he would be strong, and he nodded his head quietly, still subdued. He didn’t like thinking about death, so instead he clutched onto his new resolve and thought instead about protecting his family. Protecting sounded so much better than killing, he just hoped they didn’t have to go hand in hand.

“Can I play with you, Mumma?” he asked as she indicated he should go back out and play some more. He didn’t want to leave her just yet, he liked being curled up in her warmth, and it was quiet without all his other siblings around. Couldn’t they spend some time together? Maybe he could learn what mumma liked. “What do you like to do, how do you play?”

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."

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Mumma make it right

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