The Heart of Aelyris
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Last published Fri, Dec 15, 2023
"My name is Callalily and you'd be dumber than you look if you truly believed that I would give up my child to the likes of you. I'm not scared and I won't be intimidated. This child will be apart of me for 9 months, and they will be apart of me well past the day I die. Let me make things clearer. I'm not leaving my child and you can fuck off." I spat at him.
I spent my entire life beyond the walls, content with the life I was living. I relied on no one and no one relied on me. I wasn't mother material...I'm not mother material. And yet here I am, inside the walls and signing away my womb to a man- a dragon...that I don't even know. What would my mother say?
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