Someone wrote in [personal profile] rthstewart 2021-02-08 08:51 pm (UTC)

“Come home, my daughter” the words are spoken softly, gently, and once they were all she ever wanted to hear.

Now she snarls, like the lion he taught her to be, and refuses to move – this is not her time.

When she wakes up in a hospital bed surrounded by shocked nurses, she tries to forget the sad yet proud look on his face.

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