>>20677920Woof.
(Mother?
Lillith, where are you?
Mother, I know you do not sleep. The torpor that plagues my kind each night does not come to you. While I rest, belly full, sated from a meal made with love, you wander these narrow halls and empty spaces, filling your hours with busy work and menial tasks as the nights pass you by. Mostly thankless, rarely appreciated, you do this because of the way you have come to feel about this place, and these people. Time passes by, relentless. Yet you do not waiver.
I see your eyes lose focus when one leaves this place, without a word goodbye. I hear your breathing change when your students smile at each other, but look at you with fear or pity. I notice the slump of your shoulders as those you care for do not return the gesture; a meal goes uneaten. Yet you do not waiver.
You have not aged a day since your arrival in this town, but your mind matures and expands. Your heart has opened, and grown. You once spoke of anger and pain, yearning for destruction to lie in your wake. But it is clear, you now know friendship, pride and love. The past took so much from you, yet you look to the future. You are not the monster others have bid you be. Mother, you do not waiver.
You are you, and you are enough.
Do not let the darkness take you.)
