˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺.

sʜᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ;
ɪɴ ᴛʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀ, ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ, ᴏʀ ɪɴ ʀᴀɪɴ . . . ?

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

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𝓘𝑛 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 , 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑒 𝑒 𝑚 𝑏 𝑟 𝑎 𝑐 𝑒 . . .
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[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄 // 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 // ̵𝐌̵𝐀̵𝐑̵𝐓̵𝐘̵𝐑̵ .ᐟ

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

<-- poking her head in.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

A soft and delighted sound was his reward as she pressed her forehead to his and closed her eyes, reveling in the embrace offered by her husband.

[Mathias Cronqvist @MathiasCroolmj]

He snatches her swiftly and playfully, snuggling her close to his body.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

https://t.co/Fv99Smm2mL

May return as of Monday; health issues have prevented me from having the muse to write.

Be good to yourselves. Don't take a moment for granted.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

How kind of him to say! But he's just as fortunate to have him for a father.

[Mathias Cronqvist @MathiasCroolmj]

He can't agree less. Their dear little one is so fortunate to be having his dear wife as his beloved mother.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

- "What happened to me drove him mad. We both know that he left you no choice," she continued, reaching out to encapsulate his face with her petite hand, "I'm so proud of you."

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

His hands - larger, as they were - were scooped up by his mother . . . in a gesture that was intended to be simultaneously soothing and to command his focus.

She wanted - needed - him to hear what she said next.

"Never again," she replied, her conviction evident in the -

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

- scintillation of her gaze, "I swear it . . ."

Lisa paused and pressed her lips together. Although she was grateful for her second chance, it did not make her death any less hellish to consider, even in hindsight. -

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

https://t.co/Fv99Smluxd

Happy mother's day to Lisa!

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

Of all things, Vlad's greatest gift to me, was our son . . . And it was my absolute privilege to be his mother.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

Mask or no mask, he was going to be overwhelmed by kisses! When she was through, she relaxed and tucked her face against him as best as she could, her arms holding him tightly and comfortingly.

"I love you," she expressed with a gentle squeeze.

[Mathias Cronqvist @MathiasCroolmj]

The mask does act like a barrier but he doesn't care. Mathias continued to giggle with delight over how cute his dear wife was to him.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

@emeraldspire You think science is the same as witchcraft . . . ? It's certainly an interesting point of view.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

Oh my! How scandalous.

[𝔽𝔼𝔸𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ𝔼𝔻 𝕊𝔼ℝℙ𝔼ℕ𝕋 @emeraldspire]

It's Sunday, he showing off an ankle.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

She has, quite essentially, become a human shield ; her body allowing him additional shade . . . although, feeling playful, she did trail kisses along his face.

[Mathias Cronqvist @MathiasCroolmj]

He was a little surprised when seeing her climb on top of him. He even begins to giggle, finding it to be rather adorable.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

@emeraldspire So you don't think I'm a witch? I must say, it's refreshing to hear it from anyone but my husband and my son.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

She would climb atop him and shelter him as best as she could with her body. Crystalline eyes moved toward the castle's doors, and she wondered if they should simply return indoors, for his sake.

[Mathias Cronqvist @MathiasCroolmj]

He felt close to her while placing the mask and hooded cloak on his body. Mathias remained close to her, even sitting down in the shade to recover from the pain.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

- She drew in a deep breath as the breeze pushed her hair from her face, and then locked eyes with her son.

" . . . Your father returned to this world with me," she told him, opting to break the news gently but forwardly, "he lives, Adrian."

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

"Sit," she instructed, resting in the grass and imploring him to join her.

It was only fair, given what she was about to reveal.

His hand rested in her own, cradled by both. She admired it for a moment ; how big they were, and how paradoxically violent and gentle. -

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

@emeraldspire I'm teasing you, silly! If anyone should be offended by such a thing, let them.

[˚₊‧ 𝓗𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝓗𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺. @martyredmender]

Slowly, she took his larger hands into her own and guided him toward the shade. Her expression was one of concern as she observed him.

Did he need to sit down for a bit? She didn't mind . . . the sound of the stream was quite comforting.

[Mathias Cronqvist @MathiasCroolmj]

Would he rather be recognized by anyone who saw him just from his pale face alone? He does come closer, showing her that the sun did beat down on him, but he wasn't burning or turning to flames. He felt exhaustion taking over his body.