Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-28358106-20180224033557

(Hound) When Roxanne tugs on Cyndwella's dress, she looks up.

She's sitting in a rocking chair that she bought specifically for the room, Sapphire's room. Light from the window, the only light present, bathes Cyndwella in a silvery column, showing the ghostly glow of her skin. She smiles at Marcus, a smile of nothing but happiness, while silvery tears take the place of her words. She holds her precious daughter close, her voice gentle, hardly more than a whisper, wavering with emotion.

"Sapphire," she says to the tiny bundle, "Sapphire, your daddy is here! Your daddy has come home!  Say hi to daddy, sweetie!  Say hi to daddy!"

Sapphire's tiny cry lowers to a soft whimper. He sees her little, shaky arms raise, her tiny fists clenched, as if she's reaching for him.

She turns the little body, swaddled with a blanket, towards Marcus. Gently, his daughter is handed over, and she barely fills both of his hands...