The hours of cold

*Song* · 06-01-2014, 11:26 AM

Song has done her very best to keep the innocence that would reside in her children's hearts. They knew not fear or worry, just love and protectedness. As her son's bloodied eyes looked up to her she would realize fully how terrible this sudden sickness was. Song would keep her composure the best she could, she would need to stay calm to help Dutiron from becoming more worried. She didn't know what was happening to him, and she knew he didn't know. He knew of his brother's sickness but this was so obviously different. He would lean into her warm body as shivers overtook him. She would curl around him protectively, trying to warm his body from the shivers. It was apparent however that he was obviously with fever. His consistent questions would continue, a bit of a bright light in such a dark time. As long as he continued questioning the world song could have hope he would be alright. "Shh. You're sick, baby. Don't worry though, momma is gonna take care of you." she would nuzzle the boy's head comfortingly, for him as well as herself.?

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