Don't Cry For Me

The woman blinked as she heard the man speak again, his voice so warm and tender. His words were true. Every soul in this world had a burden to carry, and each burden was different. These two good souls conversing on a hill, who had such different problems but understood the pain all the same. Adelaide blinked again, and slowly decided to look up."You're right," She whispered. Maybe this brute did understand. Maybe he was interested in hearing her story. His voice gently met her ears again, confirming those thoughts as he asked to know what was troubling her. If you'd rather not say I understand, Newol assured her.

"No, it's okay," the white maiden insisted. "I trust you." She took a deep breath and thought of what she would say. This was not the first time she'd had to announce her tragedy to someone, but it still hurt just as badly as before. "I made some choices recently that ended with me becoming pregnant. I was scared at first and I didn't know what to do. I didn't want the puppies at all, and often found myself wishing that they wouldn't have to be my responsibility." Adelaide paused, letting out a brief sigh as the words continued to flow. "I gave birth about a week ago, but both of my sons were stillborn. They hadn't survived, and first I blamed myself. But now I realize that I'm upset about it all, angry that someone would just take my children away from me. I don't know who that would be, the gods or the universe or somebody else, but I just..." There were fresh tears glistening in her eyes as her voice fell from its feverish volume. Her final words trembled in the air. "I would give anything to have them back. I would give my own life if it meant giving them a chance to see this world. But now... Now it's too late."

"SPEECH"