(no subject)
After speaking with the Dream-lord earlier, Susan had returned to her room soon afterwards-- with a child in her arms.
Now she is settled on the small couch in her room, rocking the sleepy Derry and singing a soft lullabye.
And if Susan is thinking of a baby that she herself might once have had, there's no sign of it save for the wistfulness in her glance.
Now she is settled on the small couch in her room, rocking the sleepy Derry and singing a soft lullabye.
And if Susan is thinking of a baby that she herself might once have had, there's no sign of it save for the wistfulness in her glance.