Jul 22, 2021
Work in Progress Wednesday
“You think me some fool like your Father?! I know all my children. From my blood thirsty eldest daughter to my trickster of a youngest son.” He went red at the words and looked down abashed. En snickered not so softly. Her words were softer when she spoke to Thora. "I know all my children."
"Mother," she was still trembling. "I didn't know how to explain-"
"My sweet Daughter. What is there to explain? I carried you in my womb! I watched your first steps, heard your first words. I KNOW you. Nothing truly has changed. Every butterfly was once a caterpillar. You were growing into yourself then. Why be angry or demand an explanation for that?"