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Mary

Mother Of All

By Lavender Published 2 years ago 1 min read
Mary
Photo by 🇸🇮 Janko Ferlič on Unsplash

She wasn't aware that she was pregnant.

While going about her everyday tasks, she is carrying a baby that she was unaware of.

She becomes suspicious of a tribe member's presence, voice, grin, and pleasantries and wonders, "Who are they?"

She was unable to define the effect they had on her, but their presence, voice, and smile touched something deep inside of her.

She wanted to sleep, but she was unable to.

Her babies were crying out for expression as the rivers inside her tummy were awakened.

She felt as though she might burst, couldn't get enough, and was unaware of what was occurring but still craved more.

Mary, my! Although they may never approach you to tell you, you may never be aware of the impact you have on them.

However, because of your connection, others are motivated to investigate further.

Mary, I wish you peace!

The birth of the child you are carrying within will determine the fate of other children.

fact or fictioninspirationalhumor

About the Creator

Lavender

"Pen-wielding wordsmith with a passion for storytelling and a penchant for crafting unforgettable tales that transport readers to other worlds."

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