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A Rose's Bitter Torn

Dolorosa sat on the couch with her arms around her son, yeah, Signless had fallen asleep in her arms, even as a grown man, he still allows his mother to at least hug him close and keep him company, after all she has been through, it seemed as a proper enough gesture to spend four hours with her a the day.

She moved locks of hair off his face just to look at his pale yet handsome face, humming softly to herself.

"Hm, If They Take You Away From Me Again.. I'll Break Even Heaven's Gate To Go Get You.."

At that right moment, the orphaner had walked in, letting ahab's crosshair fall to the ground so he could comfort his moirail. 

"Dolorosa, are you okay?" He asked, sitting beside her and taking a hand of her hand, his eyes trained on hers, that were watering. He saw her place a pillow for her son's head as she had to move away from him, and just shifted to the side and stood up.

"I've Been Fighting For So Long, I Can't Believe He's Here With Me.. I Feel As If I Let Go Of Him.. History Will Repeat Itself." She explained to Dualscar whom had stood up in front of her, still having a hold of her cold hand as it had a faint glow, she was glowing faintly anyways.

"rosa, don't worry, nobody will bring that harm to him again, if anythin, I'll lay the aim of my weapon in someone's head.. now come on, it's time to cheer up.. he's here, an nobody's takin him away."

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A: I've no regrets in being a bit emotional with the ancestors.