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12-24-2016, 03:51 PM
Iskra had caught wind of ti first and begged her to come with him. She remembered an event similar to this, it seemed to happen every year, the little turtle giving away gifts. That was part of her reluctance though, the memories - the way it had all changed since last year. Gaucho had been with her last year when they came, and the girls had been younger, and Zekle had still been with her. She gave a weighty sigh. Eventually though she caved to Iskra's persistence and pleading, some part of her still a mother, even if it was buried beneath the layers of sadness she cocooned herself within. So dutifully she followed her ecstatically bounding son, sharing some happier stories with him as she went; she supposed she could at least pretend some things were okay, once in a while anyway, for his sake. He deserved that much didn't he? He was her last part of Gaucho after all, so maybe she should spend more time cherishing him instead of punishing him for being the last, for being a ghost? Maybe today at least, she couldn't promise about tomorrow. As they neared the light washed over them and Ampere smiled truly. They had missed the gift bringing, though Iskra and Kygo still had some baubles, but they were astonished by the well decorated tree. Sometimes you had to be reminded of all the good left in the world, and this was one of those times. Quietly Ampere bowed her head, the storm and the grief abating beneath the humbling notion that not everything was broken after all, that there was still something worth fighting for here, still worth loving, She hummed softly, wondering, while Kygo flew ahead and placed one of his feathers on the tree. Ampere |
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