RE: always an angel, never a god
08-15-2024, 07:52 AM
The intermittent pain gave her something to grit her teeth and focus on when Finch's ministrations became a little overbearing. Theory screwed her eyes tight, but kept offering tight-lipped smiles when she felt the young healer hovering a little closer. All told, she had an excellent bedside manner, but every mother's labor was unique. Some might have loved the attention Finch was laying on thick, but Theory found it overwhelming. Perhaps if she was younger, she would have felt differently, but at this stage in her life this process felt almost sacred. Too holy for bystanders. But she would get through this, and the end result would be worth it. Her life would finally be complete. Time passed through the eye of a needle, certain moments compressing to explosive pain and others winding down an endless thread. It was impossible to know how much time had elapsed. Another painful wave of contractions tensed her muscles. |