“My baby.”
Silence.
The words echoed across creation.
Soft.
Warm.
Loving.
The Child of Balance froze.
Her golden eyes widened.
She had heard that voice before.
Not with her ears.
Not in memories.
But somewhere deeper.
Somewhere inside her soul.
The woman smiled through tears.
“My precious baby.”
The gigantic hand of the Eater remained trapped inside her own golden hand.
Effortlessly.
As if the thing that terrified even the First Dream meant nothing to her.
The Child of Balance looked at Selena.
Confused.
Scared.
“Mommy?”
Selena held her tightly.
Her eyes were wet.
“You are my daughter.”
The woman smiled gently.
“And always will be.”
Selena froze.
The First Dream froze.
Everyone froze.
The woman looked at Selena lovingly.
Then bowed her head.
“Thank you.”
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