...the link between mother and child runs so very deep. To say their heart is my heart is not an exaggeration. They... they are not aware so much, but... A mother knows.
When I felt flames I could not see licking my skin and the emptiness that followed, I knew Ambarussa was lost, my worst fear confirmed. I felt a bite in my wrist, and to this day there is a statue of Maitimo missing a hand. Everyone else believes it broken or incomplete and do not understand why I left it that way. I have felt deep, cold pains like those of arrows and swords, and I have counted the loss of each and every child of mine that left the blessed shores. A mother knows, Laiqualassë. And it haunts me still.
But my Tyelkormo... When we were reunited, beyond all hope I had, I could feel his fire warming my heart. But now it has gone cold and empty once more. He is not here.
[By some miracle, her voice does not break, but the despair it holds runs ocean-deep.]
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When I felt flames I could not see licking my skin and the emptiness that followed, I knew Ambarussa was lost, my worst fear confirmed. I felt a bite in my wrist, and to this day there is a statue of Maitimo missing a hand. Everyone else believes it broken or incomplete and do not understand why I left it that way. I have felt deep, cold pains like those of arrows and swords, and I have counted the loss of each and every child of mine that left the blessed shores. A mother knows, Laiqualassë. And it haunts me still.
But my Tyelkormo... When we were reunited, beyond all hope I had, I could feel his fire warming my heart. But now it has gone cold and empty once more. He is not here.
[By some miracle, her voice does not break, but the despair it holds runs ocean-deep.]