And then it all came out.
"No, I'm not. There's no Rhiannon. There's no great diety. The spirits have only one thing to look forward to and that's paradise. If my Tammy doesn't have my help to find paradise, she won't make it. I need to guide her there. You can't put her into the ground again. She'll be lost forever. I'll never get to see my baby again, just like I'll never see my boys. Taliesin, you have to listen to me, please." Her words were a mile a minute. She'd given up arguing.
Now she was pleading.
"Where was your Rhiannon when your own son became a monster? Where was he when Tammy was murdered? If your Rhiannon exists, why do you even trust him!? He let our baby die!" Greif. Anger. Mourning.
"The others will protect her. Please, don't... don't cast her away.... don't..." A sharp kick from her belly told her she was done yelling, her hand moving to her stomach unconciously. Eyes closed and head lowered. "...don't abandon our baby, Tal...."
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