Hope still wins but it often
has a tear stained face.
It has a vulnerable heart.
It has bloodied fists, because
it keeps on fighting.
It has scraped knees, because
it keeps on crawling forward.
It's sweaty; Hope is not necessarily pretty.
But you always want Hope on your side
because Hope will fight for you.
Hope will fight for the hardest parts of your life.━━ Jo Saxton.
To be a mother, is to be a coin.
Two-faced, with one face to show the world (Radiant. Tender. Devoted.) and one only to be seen in the rippled reflection of a mirror (Boneache. Torn apart. Emaciated.)
It's nature's unwritten law: as a mother, your destiny is to suffer, and to be a good mother? You must like it.
Cannibalizing your own bodily tissues, hunger pains echoing through every blood vessel, for years on end to stand guard over thousands of the next generation, knowing only a few can live in this unfair world. Making a home from your skin for an infant no bigger than a spring wasp, the your flesh belonging to another for the rest of your life. Losing your teeth, the new life sucking the calcium from your brittle bones; giving up your sanity for a being you have never met, devoting your every waking moment for decades to come to someone else's survival.
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Fatal Things ━━ Niklaus Mikaelson.
FanfictionThis is the way which a girl becomes a woman. This is the way a woman becomes a wolf. THE ORIGINALS AU ╲ NIKLAUS MIKAELSON EMPIRE OF TEETH & BLOOD SAGA cover by @humaneity