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Aemond calling for his mother while feverish and delirious in a dark and unhospitable place as he recovers from his injuries. Aegon calling for his mother while he hovers between life and death in an equally dark and unhospitable place. Alys not leaving Aemond's bedside and fending off invaders. Alicent barely leaving Aegon's bedside, hoping he would wake. Aemond eventually getting a hug from Alys. Aegon being denied Alicent's hug and comfort as she exits the room before she can hear he's conscious. Both being so love-deprived. Both forming a relationship with someone who resembles their mother. Both believing the other was their mother's favorite. Both wanting to be their mother's favorite so badly. Both feeling like they failed her and failed themselves. Both hurting each other. Both craving, just aching, to be carried upstairs to bed. To be children. To be looked after right. To be small enough to be cradled again.
Christmas Tree
Artist: Johanna Von Destouches, 1869 - 1956
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the children of death by dunkindrawz
Since I have more than a couple followers who've read Cradle, I want to post this meme I made a while back: