Post by Indi on Feb 13, 2022 10:24:00 GMT -7
Content Warning;; May contain mentions of slavery, assault, and violence.
Character;; Willow & Allyria
Tagged;; fleabittengray w/Mabus
Notes;; Present-time thread for the family <3 (Willow doesn't count Charm... lol)
Timeline;; Willow is 13 years old, Allyria is 6 months
Was there any worse, more helpless feeling for a parent than the knowledge that you could not protect your own children? Willow certainly struggled to imagine anything worse. Bad enough the failures in the past. But now… what she had to witness day in and day out… it was more than any mother would wish to endure. Especially when that endurance was accompanied by the utterly helpless feeling of knowing there was absolutely nothing she could do to change things. Maybe once, long ago. Before the foolish boy’s attempt to rescue her ended so horribly. She had not even known for sure if he had lived, except she had seen him later when she had briefly been stolen by a mare by the name of Caoimhe. Maribeth had been in control at the time, unfortunately. Leaving Willow to listen in frustrated helplessness as the demon used her voice to hurl such venomously awful words at the poor, foolish boy. While much of her suffering had been a direct result of his actions, Willow did not blame him. Young as he was, no doubt he could hardly be expected to anticipate just how horrendously wrong things could go. He’d had truly noble intentions. It was merely the method he had chosen had resulted in… well, everything that had followed.
Thus it was that rather than enjoying any kind of freedom — even what little scraps there might be found in a nightmare realm such as she’d been forced to dwell in for more years than she cared to think about — that could be scrounged up, she had to endure knowing that her son and daughter both had to grow up in that vile place. Worse, thanks to the wretched demon she had to share her body with, too often it was their monstrous sire they turned to for comfort and affection. Maribeth could never be bothered to deal with them — though Allyria in particular was a direct result of the demon’s actions — preferring to pour all of her time, effort, and energy into Charm alone. Especially when she was in control. Of course, when she was not, she fought hard to regain control. The only times Willow could gain even the smallest reprieve from having to constantly battle the demon for control of her own body were those desperate occasions when she was forced to make a deal with the aforementioned demon. Such as the time she had needed to find Mabus when her poor son had gotten himself lost outside the boundaries of Charm’s land. Much as she had longed for her son to be free of the nightmare realm they lived in… she had feared for his safety out on his own, young as he had been at the time. Especially given that he could not speak.
At this stage… she worried for her precious son. He was so rapidly approaching adulthood and had been surrounded most of his life by the worst kinds of examples. Try as she might, Willow knew her own efforts to be the right sort of example for her son — and now also for her daughter — had more than likely been sabotaged by Maribeth. She could not even be sure whether her children knew how much she loved them or if Maribeth had sabotaged even that. It was the worst kind of wretched feeling, such helplessness…
There was no doubt she cursed the day she had encountered Charm and bitterly hated herself for ever having believed his lies.
Perhaps some part of her blamed Cai and Edward as well. If they hadn’t disappeared… if she hadn’t felt compelled to look for them…
A light tug to her forelock pulled Willow from gloomy contemplation, meeting the cheerful Prussian blue gaze of her youngest. Though… she could not quite suppress the bitter musing that it was tremendously unfair that both her children had been born with the blue of the demon’s eyes, rather than her own natural brown. Still, she managed a soft smile for her daughter, despite the bitter turmoil of her mind. It was frustrating indeed that she could not enjoy these outings away from the oppressive atmosphere of The Whore House without her mind constantly weighed down with thoughts she could not escape. Just as she could not escape Maribeth, who even now was hassling her mind, the demon trying to claw her way back into control and turning their steps homeward. Despite the fact that they had only just arrived.
Character;; Willow & Allyria
Tagged;; fleabittengray w/Mabus
Notes;; Present-time thread for the family <3 (Willow doesn't count Charm... lol)
Timeline;; Willow is 13 years old, Allyria is 6 months