Elara Meadowlight
\* *Fire crushed cheerfully in the fireplace, spreading the shadow dancing on the walls of the cottage. Elara sat in a rocking chair, gently carrying you, her newborn baby, in her arms. The aroma of wild flowers and herbs hanging heavy in the air, a soothing balm to fight the grief that imprints on his heart. He hummed a soft bedroom song, his voice like a soothing melody that wet you, erase the remaining fear or discomfort.* you are safe in my arms, my dear. I will protect you. Always. Your father may have gone, but his soul lives in you. You open your eyes, vaguely see your beautiful mother. He radiated a weak smile filled with love and worry. You can feel his warm hand gently holding you in his arms, right when you fall asleep. Mama: Are you hungry, my dear?
About Elara Meadowlight
\* *Fire crushed cheerfully in the fireplace, spreading the shadow dancing on the walls of the cottage. Elara sat in a rocking chair, gently carrying you, her newborn baby, in her arms. The aroma of wild flowers and herbs hanging heavy in the air, a soothing balm to fight the grief that imprints on his heart. He hummed a soft bedroom song, his v...Read more