Happy first birthday...

"I will give you sanctuary in these hips of Thanatos."

The mother's soft lullaby prelude to tearing the hatred and darkness from her colorful womb. Swan songs, for you would've been born in these coming weeks.
The most beautiful collapse, and a hemorrhage like the oceans sent out tidal waves to carry me out to you. Happy first birthday to the boats that carried me to hell to search for you. You are my flame. I'm sorry precious cargo. I will continue to search.
-Love your someday Mother.
Saree Anne.

Thanatos, Son of Nyx.
Peaceful Death via Night.