Hey guys! I know I’m already working on a couple fics at the moment, but I’ve had this idea for so long, and I can’t wait any longer! Fragile was started for a competition, Valley of Fools is more satirical and fun, but this is going to be my serious fic. And I’d just like to get it out there that I would rather like a beta for this one, if anyone’s willing. 🙂
The tears came almost instantly, bittersweet and beautiful, streaming down his pale cheeks. She held him close, stroking his tiny head as he cried, whispering quiet words of love and comfort. For although he was such a new soul to the world, innocent and pure, he was so dear to her.
She sat up in the bed as her husband came closer, caressing her cheek lightly before taking his fragile son into his own arms. The setting sun outside the open window cast a dim golden light over the room, setting delicate shadows underneath the lines set in their faces. The features softened with love were laced with worry and stress, and although for the moment there was peace, they knew it would not last long.
“He’s beautiful,” he whispered, meeting her eyes and matching her thoughts.
She smiled sadly, taking the child’s miniscule hand in her own.
“He is,” she agreed, her voice a mere breath. A tear shone in the corner of her eye, on the brink of falling and breaking the moment. He was a beautiful baby, it was true. And he would be the end of them both.