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this is going to break me clean in two --
this is going to bring me close to you
Though the Curse has used its hosts to sire many children, its participation in fatherhood has been minimal at best.
It recalls following the golden twins through Taiga, teaching Celina her brother’s weakness, and the taste of Elio’s blood.
Sickle is already powerful, but she is also frightened, alone, and feeble-minded. A most excellent target, and so the delight shining in his blue eyes is genuine. He dims it some, because Wishbone had been a soft creature, and he is sure she has attempted to make his daughter soft as well. Too much pleasure at her suffering might alarm her, so he manages an empathetic nod and reminds himself to toughen her up.
“There’s probably a lot that Wishbone didn’t tell you,” He says, shifting now to match Sickle, into an iridescent navy stallion with striping quite like her own, and horns just like her brother’s. “She did it to protect you, but you’re old enough now that I thought you deserved to know the truth.”
He’ll tell her the truth, his words seem to say. He won’t hide things from her the way that her mother has.
Revealing that she has a second mother might be too much for now, the Curse decides, recalling how simple-minded the child is. He’ll give her information instead, information that he hopes she’s smart enough to use to answer questions she might.
“Did you ever wonder where your shifting came from?”
@Sickle
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