my darling can you hear it? something's lurking in the leaves
I can feel its preying eyes on us from somewhere in the trees
I can feel its preying eyes on us from somewhere in the trees
“I don’t wish to,” she reassures, though that was not the intent behind Seren’s words. “But even if I wasn’t prepared to raise them alone, I wouldn’t ask anything of Remi or Ronin. Neither of them asked for this.” Neither had she, and yet here she was. Content to shoulder the blame, to pretend as if they never met her if that is what they needed her to do. The only thing she will not do is terminate the pregnancy.
“I’m not asking you to add them at all. A magically-induced accident does not warrant me or my child a place in your family.” The offer is appealing, but her heart is too withered to take it or place any merit in the words; certainly not when it’s from a young girl who can’t quite fully grasp the delicacy of the situation. “I intend to tell Remi. I think Ronin should hear it from him instead. But I don’t intend to keep it a secret.” No matter the inevitable consequences.
“I’m not asking you to add them at all. A magically-induced accident does not warrant me or my child a place in your family.” The offer is appealing, but her heart is too withered to take it or place any merit in the words; certainly not when it’s from a young girl who can’t quite fully grasp the delicacy of the situation. “I intend to tell Remi. I think Ronin should hear it from him instead. But I don’t intend to keep it a secret.” No matter the inevitable consequences.
my dear don't let it catch you - all that's left to do is run
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