a wish your heart makes
09-30-2013, 06:16 PM
He hadn't heard that voice since he was a child, and truthfully he barely knew it when he heard it now. But he recognized it as his mother - the one his father had killed. With an audible sigh he would watch her come closer, calling his name in a tone that had been so different than the last words he'd heard her speak. Was it her, could it be? "Mother?" His voice nearly broke as he uttered the simple question. Could it really be her? He would slip forward, closer to her. He needed to know if this was her, and if it was.. how much of her still loved him. The last he'd known of her she'd been crazy, perhaps she still was. The sleeping King's tail twitched behind him as he slowed his pace, letting her go the rest of the distance (only about a yard or two) if she chose to. "But you're..." he would utter, perplexed as to how he was seeing and experiencing his mother even though she was very much - to the best of his knowledge - dead. "speeeeech" |
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