Crossing Anthology Two

Shuffling, moaning, and whimpering; that’s all that can be heard in the quiet, peaceful night. Princess Celestia awoke from her state of relaxing, harmonious sleep. She was woken by the alarm and distress from her son’s sudden crying. She jumped from her soft bed, and followed the cries quickly. Princess Celestia entered the core, her son’s room; she scooped him out of his tall, rectangular crib and into her embrace immediately, hugging him tightly in her arms. The mother asked her three year old son;

“Hearths, sweetie, are you having those nightmares again?”

Hearths Warming held his head low; his eyes were drenched in wet tears. Hearths hugged his mother’s chest, rubbing his bright and moist face on her soft and warm fur. The mother tightened her grip, rocking her small son back and forth gently, the son cried harder than before. The mother looked at her son with weak eyes, saddened by her son’s fear. She lifted him in one fore leg, holding him close so that he could find comfort under her neck. She carried him to the living room and laid him down in front of the family fire place. The son sunk his weary head to the floor and sobbed more, the mother sat down behind her son after lighting the fire place. The mother pulled her son into her, she let him nestle into her stomach and hug her, she responded by wrapping her fore legs and back legs around him, pulling him in closer. The son smiled, the warmth he felt was like no other, he loved every moment of it, it was magical to him. He eventually stopped crying, and the mother leaned her head down and planted a soft, tender kiss on the scar of his left cheek. The son, drifted into sleep peacefully, with the words from his mother;

“Mommy loves you, Hearths… So does Daddy, he loves you, though he may be far… Your brothers love you too, and they are waiting for you, they’re waiting for both of us… We love you, Hearths Warming; we truly do with all our hearts. We will always love you; now rest my son… rest, my beautiful boy... my blessing…”

The mother placed her son in his bed, in the center of the core. The skylight of the core room shined the light of the moon on top of them. The atmosphere and air was mystical that night.

The End.