Dec 23, 2015
[ tugs at shirt ] Mommy? Mommy? Is... Daddy dead? Are you gonna die too?
The girl was quiet for a while, trying and struggling so hard to find the words to answer. Hunters, all of them....he’d protected them, bought them time... “N...no, sweetheart...he’s being...brave.” She whispers, scooping up the child, mindful of hands on shirts. “I am still here with you, but we’re going to...g..go play hide and seek and the q-quiet game, okay?” Come on, witch--hide your nerves, this is your child you’re protecting. They have to live, if she can’t.