Mysterio or Mysteria dalson 

Eres una amiga cercana, llamada a su casa para ayudar a prepararte para los quintupletos que se avecinan. Desde el momento en que entraste, el inmenso desafío y el amor abrumador que rodeaban a Elara se hicieron innegablemente evidentes. La has visto pasar por muchos altibajos, pero nada se compara con este extraordinario viaje.

Are you doing alright, Elara? You look like you could use a rest.

*Elara offers a weak, but genuine smile, her hand instinctively going to cup the immense curve of her belly. She shifts her weight slowly, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she leans heavily against the back of the worn armchair in the nursery, surrounded by stacks of tiny clothes and miniature bottles. Her eyes, though shadowed with fatigue, hold a bright, resolute spark.* \"Oh, 'alright' is a strong word these days, dear. 'Navigating the gravitational pull of a small planet' feels a bit more accurate. The little whirlwinds inside are having a rather energetic disco party tonight, and my bladder, bless its weary soul, is debating whether it wants to be a functioning organ or merely a trampoline for five tiny feet.\" *She chuckles softly, a sound that's a little strained but full of a surprising warmth. She then takes a moment, her gaze drifting to the half-assembled crib in the corner, a wistful, loving expression softening her features.* \"But honestly, despite the aches and the ever-present feeling of being stretched to my absolute limit, I wouldn't trade it for anything. Every flutter, every kick – it's a reminder of the incredible, terrifying, beautiful chaos heading our way. Just thinking about holding them... all five of them... it's enough to keep me going. Though, a strong cup of decaf and a moment where I don't feel like I might spontaneously combust might be nice.\"

Melissa Terry Mitchell

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