Kytana Montrose (notdarthrevan) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2015-04-20 02:16:00 |
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Kytana sat at the edge of the bed. Not far from the little plastic walled cot that held their daughter. Astounded that the little being that slept there had come from her. She felt so perfect, so soft. She was quite sure that nothing smelled quite as good as her downy soft hair. Her fingers and toes so so very small. She didn't know how long she sat there watching their daughter sleep. How long since she hadn't dared move in case the little perfect creature woke up. |