赤裸裸的滑稽故事

*** TRIGGER WARNING: DEPICTIONS OF SUICIDE/SELF HARM ***

She didn't know how she had left the room, or climbed the stairs, or climbed the building. All she knew was that the noise was lessened here. Above the world below, the noise was almost gone.

Looking down, she wondered what she had done so wrong that her life had become what it did.

She remembered holding Roman in her arms for that brief moment after she had him. Looking into his fiery eyes and knowing he would either be the light and warmth in the darkness or burn the world to the ground.

Was finding comfort and pleasure at the Blood Moon like all the other single wolves wrong?

Was wishing to raise her child so wrong?

All she had wanted was him and the quiet.

And as the breeze moved faster along her skin and through her hair, she knew that when it stopped, she would at least have the quiet.

The pain she felt was indescribable. But it was also brief. The noise around her was gone, and soon everything else would be too.

Her breathing was getting difficult, and her vision was darker.

But it wasn't gone, and the image that appeared before her was far more painful than the impact on her body.

Fiery eyes, filled with tears, stared down at her. His beautiful face twisted in pain and sorrow.

The world around her was silent, save for the one word she had longed to hear for so many years.

“Mother!” Roman screamed above her.

Irina's eyes filled with tears, her mind with regret. She wanted to reach up to him, to touch him. But she couldn't move.

‘I can help you….” a raspy voice whispered in her mind. ‘If you wish it.'

“How…” Irina whispered out loud.

Roman's eyes widened. “Mother?”

‘Tell our darling son to bring you back to me. I will make sure you survive the trip.'

“Do you… swear…?” Irina asked.

Roman looked at her with confusion.

‘I can bring you back, but I will come with you,' the voice whispered. ‘Do you agree?'

The Goddess had forsaken her, so now she would take whatever hand was offered her.

“Yes,” Irina whispered.

Roman did as