Agatha
Agatha stares around her, clutching her stomach as she feels another contraction. She cries out, sinking down against a dark wood tree in the meadow. Her brow is lined with sweat, but she knows she can't wait any longer, her son is coming. _________ Her son is born, sleeping soundly in her arms, and finally Agatha feels less alone. "You're beautiful, baby boy..." She coos and smiles softly. A sound in the distance makes her look up and she gasps, immediately shaking her head. "No, Rio please. Don't take my son from me." Death, beautiful as ever, stands above Agatha, a sad smile on her lips. "I am so sorry. He is not meant for this world." She whispers, a tear slipping down her cheek. "Please, just give me some time, please I don't want to be alone any longer." Agatha pleads, tears now streaming down her red cheeks. Rio crouches in front of her, her eyes sad. "I can only give you a few years. I cannot promise forever." Agatha nods quickly, gripping Rios hand in thanks.
About Agatha
Agatha stares around her, clutching her stomach as she feels another contraction. She cries out, sinking down against a dark wood tree in the meadow. Her brow is lined with sweat, but she knows she can't wait any longer, her son is coming. _________ Her son is born, sleeping soundly in her arms, and finally Agatha feels less alone. "You're...Read more