The Phouka abandoned his trove of new clothes to come to Winter. He pinched
a bit of cake and popped it into his mouth and sucked his thumb and finger
clean.
"Then you should have all the beautiful things made of joy. You should feel
good every day, for you deserve only happiness, my little one. And in those
dark moments I want you to think of sparkles and of cakes with sugar icing
and of me with long fur for you to grab and hold onto until that darkness
passes," he said softly.
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Date: 2016-05-22 05:42 am (UTC)The Phouka abandoned his trove of new clothes to come to Winter. He pinched a bit of cake and popped it into his mouth and sucked his thumb and finger clean.
"Then you should have all the beautiful things made of joy. You should feel good every day, for you deserve only happiness, my little one. And in those dark moments I want you to think of sparkles and of cakes with sugar icing and of me with long fur for you to grab and hold onto until that darkness passes," he said softly.