THIS WASN’T THE CONVERSATION SHE’D EVER WISH TO HAVE WITH HER DAUGHTER , but it needs to be done. a mothers job is to protect her children , to care for them , && shield them from whatever horrors lay outside of a mothers embrace , but thyra . . might not be able to protect nadia from this. it’s unfortunate , it’s cruel && incredibly unfair. ; hand continued to gentle run fingers through her daughters long hair where head rests in lap , soft smile overcoming features as this moment brings up a specific MEMORY. ❝ you used to ask me to do this all the time when you were a little girl , do you remember? ❞ asks thyra , a sense of tiredness already riddling her tone. ❝ during the day you were your fathers shadow . . always at this side , but at night you seemed glued to me. every night you’d request for me to play with your hair until you fell asleep━it was moments like those that i . . cherished more than anything. ❞ / @fangfatale gets some pain too !
