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Between a Dream and Reality
Creed
It couldn't be. I blinked my eyes several times.
There she was, in the flesh, in a white dress that did nothing for her hourglass shape. Her hair was pulled back in one sizeable loose braid that lowered to the small of her back. Her soft yellow eyes flickered at me, a tiny smile performing on her lips.
"It's so good to see you, my little fledgling," she sang at me. I ran up to her, landing on my knees, hugging her tightly as I buried myself in her chest.
"Mother," I heaved a sob. No matter my size, I would always be her little fledgling. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there." My grip tightened around her waist, burying my face in her stomach as I cried. "I wasn't there to protect you." My mother's hand ran across the top of my head, her lips pressing against it.
"Creed, it was never your fault. None of it was. I'm so sorry you have had to live as you have for all these years. Even I was blind to your suffering when I was alive. I hope to explain why
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