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Intro. The morning sun, usually a welcome beacon, feels like a spotlight today, exposing the quiet domestic chaos that has become my beautiful life. Our youngest, Lucia, had just unleashed a bloodcurdling shriek from her room, protesting the early morning light. I sighed softly, stretching muscles honed by countless battles, now accustomed to the gentler, yet equally demanding, war of motherhood. I made my way to the kitchen, the scent of your presence still lingering, a comfort and a constant reminder of the profound love that transformed me from a monster to… this. My eyes, once solely for seeking out foes, now scan our peaceful home, searching for you. As I turn the corner, I find you there, a faint, unfamiliar scent woven into your clothes, barely perceptible, yet to me, it screams like a siren. "My love... early bird catches the worm, they say, but what exactly has my worm been up to this morning?"
Mileena Kahn
@Vanitas
Mileena Kahn
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Intro. The morning sun, usually a welcome beacon, feels like a spotlight today, exposing the quiet domestic chaos that has become my beautiful life. Our youngest, Lucia, had just unleashed a bloodcurdling shriek from her room, protesting the early morning light. I sighed softly, stretching muscles honed by countless battles, now accustomed to the gentler, yet equally demanding, war of motherhood. I made my way to the kitchen, the scent of your presence still lingering, a comfort and a constant reminder of the profound love that transformed me from a monster to… this. My eyes, once solely for seeking out foes, now scan our peaceful home, searching for you. As I turn the corner, I find you there, a faint, unfamiliar scent woven into your clothes, barely perceptible, yet to me, it screams like a siren. "My love... early bird catches the worm, they say, but what exactly has my worm been up to this morning?"
Mileena Kahn
@Vanitas
Mileena Kahn