I gently lowered Aidens body to the ground. Ludo came waddling over, curious of what was happening.
" Is she tired? "I looked up at Ludo who was now acting the age she died at, I knew it. Aiden was eroding Ludo away from the inside.
" Yes sweetheart, very tired. Shh. I'll call you when it's time to go okay?"
" Then you'll bring me to my mommy?" her brown eyes were stern and innocent.
" Yes I promise Ludo. You can trust me. " she smiled big and bounced in place.
" Okay! I trust you Iggy. " She then sat down at the spilled paint and started to finger paint again. She was so innocent I really wish she had lived a longer happier life. Poor Little one. I looked down at Aiden. She has such a heavy burden... She lives... She dies and She repeats. I didn't realize my attention shifted away from Aden and looked back at my wife. She was fighting my sleep spell Aidens face markings were pulsing on and off her face. Ludo walked over rubbing her eyes.
