And The Thunder Rolls...

He was so overwhelmed by emotion that Void didn’t even realize he could be hurting his mother with his exuberant embrace until he felt her stiffen within his grasp. He loosened his hold as she relaxed into his embrace, her tears mingling with his own at the unexpected reunion. Void said little, he lost his words, all he could focus on was the fact that Eulogy was in his arms. How much time had passed since he’d laid eyes on his mother? How long had it been since they had embraced?

Void had thought his mother was dead, he and his siblings had searched for her for so long. He was having trouble believing that she was in his arms right now, that she was still here, that he could introduce her to his family and she could see how far her son had come. She held to him tightly as he held onto her, and his massive arms cradled her with the utmost care. Eventually, after a long time of just holding her and reveling in her return to him, Eulogy spoke.

She didn’t believe she would see him again, he felt exactly the same. He’d thought that she was dead, after not being able to find her for so long. Void had given up, he had moved on and tried to build a life with the sorrow of knowing she wouldn’t see what he built. Yet here she was. The massive man took in a deep breath as he settled his emotion, something he wouldn’t have even felt had he not found Plague.

”I thought you were dead.” He answered her, he’d believed she was gone that her story ended without redemption. He knew the darkness of her life before and after she birthed them. He wanted so badly to give her the life she deserved. Maybe they could have that in Ashen now that Abaven was gone. ”I thought that we had lost you.” He cried, having trouble even forming words in his mouth as his thoughts drifted to what was next.


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