Because I have many Natasha feels of late, I have a drabble in which I have no idea where, when or what.
Russian Lullaby
Every night you hear her croon
a Russian lullaby.
Just a little plaintive tune
when baby starts to cry.
The girl’s sobs had quietened, her small body too tired to make any more tears, but Natalia didn’t stop stroking her hand over
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