⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣⁣ℌ𝙰𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 *

"Naw, but here I am now. I always linger in the shadows, in the things in the corner of your eyes. You should know that I'm never truly absent."

And there she gets a big hug! "My dearest of creations, my most wonderful of all nightmares, the fear of the night incarnated. What brings me this pleasure, my dearest?"

Ah! There she is! Scoops her up and holds her tight!

//self doubts hit hard and heavy once more. I feel like being 5 seconds away from deactivating all my accounts (probably won't do it though). I don't know. Feels like 'you're not good enough and never anything but a second thought if at all'. Probably just my mind being ass.

Oh, how silly of her. Nothing would ever be too much for her precious everlasting nightmare. Opens her arms slowly and wide for her , all four of them, with a very very very big grin on her face.

Oh? Does she want a hug? A big warm hug?

"Perhaps. But I don't feel like that. I wish to cherish you now." She leans towards her with her face, planting a cold dark kiss on her forehead, almost motherly.

Vaermina's empty eyes stare at her, all her attention apparently offered to her. "I know you do. You're part of me. You're truly special in every fiber of your existence."

Hands move up to gently drive their fingers through her hair, as the daedric prince smiles a bit more. "You're the closest thing I have to a daughter, my dear. For that, I cherish you and I worry too."

The mistress of nightmares smiles happily upon hearing that, almost fletching a sharp toothed smile at her, still cradling her. "You were missed, my dear. I was worried for you. But now you're back and make me oh so happy, my little perfect nightmare."

Cradles her in her arms, close to her chest, definitely more than two arms holding her. "My dear sweet creation of nightmares, it has been a while."

Picks up!