On bated breath the sorrowful one waited for response, thin fingers twitching against one another. Eons had come and gone since such eyes had fell on the keeper of her being; seeming eons ticked by awaiting an answer.
Wind was let out of the sails and chin lowered as chest sank. No such luck. A nod was all she could muster in response to the inquiry as shoulders hung low. More eons, more time before head lifted ans forced smile was plastered on ruby lips. Such a feeble attempt to cordialality; the effort nearly seemed wasted.
"And you, what of your own?"
A secondary feeble attempt but one must keep conversation moving forward when it threatens to stale; and it had been far too long since she had been able to speak to the mother.
Wind was let out of the sails and chin lowered as chest sank. No such luck. A nod was all she could muster in response to the inquiry as shoulders hung low. More eons, more time before head lifted ans forced smile was plastered on ruby lips. Such a feeble attempt to cordialality; the effort nearly seemed wasted.
"And you, what of your own?"
A secondary feeble attempt but one must keep conversation moving forward when it threatens to stale; and it had been far too long since she had been able to speak to the mother.