In a season where the snow fell so thick, to cover every surface in the face of the earth. I'm still a hundred years old stared from the window while holding a teddy bear, a gift from my father.
"Vanessa, my dear, come here."
A woman voice calling my name and telling me to lie down in her lap.
When I've been lying down. Her hands full of warmth stroked my head gently.
She start singing with the chant melody of love, a conductor of sleep.
"Mother, I've grown up."
That woman is my mother. She did not listen to my words at all and kept singing.
I can't stop her and let it go.
Then, when she was in the middle of the song. A young man sitting next to her, laying his head on her shoulders.
It's my brother. He just come back from the night duty.
Together the three of us in front the fireplace, at the Grand Duke private living room, to spend time the time waiting for someone.
"Do you miss your father, Varest?"
