Don't Cry For Me

She willingly gave her story to the brute. He was glade at first but then surprise took over as it unfolded in front of him. Adelaide had been through something that he as a male truly couldn't understand. He didn't know what it was like to carry children inside of him. He had never had a mate. Never understood what it was like to dream of your child's future. But he did understand a little something about her pain. He knew well what if was like to not know what you had until it was gone. His family. He longed to have his family back and this time surround himself with them. So it was sympathy that found his face next. Maybe it was easier to try and recover what was lost for him. But maybe it wasn't impossible for her. He couldn't stand on that because, again it was something he knew nothing about, bearing a child. But still, he couldn't sleep with himself if he didn't try to help her. He could fail if he tried. But if he didn't try he could never succeed.

"I'm sorry to hear this, Adelaide." his voice was soft and easy as he tried to comfort her. "I couldn't hope to understand everything about your pain..." His words where from the heart. She was a woman. She had the ability to create life inside of herself. It was a thing he just couldn't understand. "But you still have a chance to win your fight. If your mind is changed and you do want to give life to this world after all, then perhaps you will have another chance some day. Or not if that's how you want it. But ether way you still live, so you can't let it drag you down and just lay there defeated." These words where from his heart. They where what he believed. She could do with them as he pleased but he hoped they helped.