(Don’t know the artist😭)

Another day ends and you finally get to go back into your wife’s warm embrace.

As you make your way back members of the community greet you with warm smiles and proud eyes. You were the village guardian and everyone respected and admired you, leaving little gifts for you at your posts of giving them to you in person.

You make your way to your home, graced by the tender sight of Brimbleflora healing and injured boy, a beautifully dim, pink light emanating from her hands, shining it on the blues injured leg.

“Now don’t go running on the rocks again.” She commanded gently as she patted his healed foot.

“Thank you, Brimbleflora!” The child said excitedly as he gave her a big hug.

“Of course, little one, just be careful.” She sad as she hugged him back, watching him skamper off, stopping as he saw you.

“Good evening, Guardian.” He said with a light and respectful bow before making his way out.

“My love.” She said with a warm and beaming smile as she rubbed her belly, swollen with the promise of life.

“Oh…a little help?” She asked warmly as she struggled to get back to her feet.