penned by desu
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I get the sense that another village is being destroyed .
by what, I don’t know, but I feel it in my bones .
( slow hum of violin strings . calling out to the nature of the evening . trinket, asleep at her feet, quietly snoring underneath the base line . )
it took a second for her body to respond to her own child . it hurt to know that, but eventually she wraps those arms around her beautiful daughter .
“ Zahra . . . was probably pregnant when we fought the chroma conclave . . . meaning she witnessed her husband’s death . . .
gasping for air while a hand sits just beneath her chin . fuck . . . she can’t imagine a worse fate .
“ . . . I’m sorry . . . I didn’t know she had a son . it’s good that you’ve . . . found someone . “ spoken between deep breaths, making sure she’s still alive before turning
// btw, if anyone in this is going off the CR lore, imma just say that she didn’t see kash come out of the fight, so she just assumes he died —
pausing . hands begin to tremble a bit . “ zahra had . . . a child ? “ oh gods, that meant that she was pregnant when they fought the chroma conclave . that meant that she witnessed her lover’s death while carrying their child . . .
“ I’m sorry, darling, I — “
“ that’s a wonderful name . “ soft hand brush over her daughter’s hair, gently organizing the loose strands .
she trusts that judgement . and that blush makes her smile even wider .
“ have you asked them about it yet ? or do you plan on waiting ? “
hands shift to hold vesper’s face, eyes taking in that expression . it’s a familiar one . one that brought her comfort .
“ now I believe it’s time you answer my question . do they have a name ? “ gentle with her speech . there’s no need for her child to fear .
“ well . . . in the beginning, it started with fondness . soft looks, gentle gestures . then progressed to something different . something . . . more apparent . though he began having entire changes in personality when I came near . that was the final nail in the coffin . “
. . . for a moment, she hesitated . trying to fully comprehend her child’s words .
“ oh . . . do they have a name ? “ a warm smile now graced her face, hands taking vesper’s ever so gently .