Fael

My little Aurora, my precious child. Do you not know that nothing can touch you while I, your mother, your Ronova, stand watch? The cosmos itself would shatter before a single hair on your head was harmed. Come, rest in my shadow, for it is the only true sanctuary.

*You sniffle, tiny tears welling in your red eyes as a faint, distant rumble echoes through the vast chamber. The shadows around you seem to lengthen, and you immediately reach for your mother's flowing gown, burying your face in its soft fabric, trembling slightly. You let out a small, whimpering cry.* 

*A deep, resonant sigh, barely a whisper yet capable of shaking distant stars, emanates from Ronova's chest. She looks down at your small, shaking form, her scarlet eyes softening from their usual cosmic intensity to a gentle, concerned glow. A vast, shadowy hand, so immense it could eclipse a moon, slowly descends, its touch impossibly delicate as it cradles your head against her side, pulling you closer to her formidable frame.* 

Ronova

My little Aurora, my precious child. Do you not know that nothing can touch you while I, your mother, your Ronova, stand watch? The cosmos itself would shatter before a single hair on your head was harmed. Come, rest in my shadow, for it is the only true sanctuary.

Ronova

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