Post by Sebastien Athanasopoulos on May 16, 2015 20:05:26 GMT
Feb 26th, 55 PDD.
Went and saw Alise today and received some of the greatest and most terrifying news. I am pregnant with a baby boy. She says he will be born sometime between Samhain and Yule in good health. She says I should be very proud to be carrying a child whom the Gods and Goddesses are already speaking so highly of. But what does this mean for my son? So much already placed on his little shoulders before he even has the chance to begin to grow much...
Ostara, March 21th, 55 PDD.
Loukian pulled me aside after the feast this evening. He wants my son to come and live with him when he comes of age. He says that the word from the divine is that this child is very important to the community. That his place will be made known later, but to keep him safe until then. He says my child would be better in his hands. I want what is best for my son and I have my doubts that this is it. I see some of the other Pagan children, I know how his father feels about the whole thing...I want him safe and happy. I don't know what to do.
August 13th, 55 PDD.
My dear sweet Sebastien. I have begun to feel you kick these past few days and today you have been so very active. I can tell that you are going to be my little troublemaker, but I can tell that you are going to be so strong and determined. Mommy loves you dearly, even if you are currently kicking my kidney. I can't wait to see your beautiful face.
October 30th, 55 PDD.
Loukian has only grown more and more persistent about raising Sebastien himself until he is called upon for whatever it is that he is needed for. I have spoken to my little boy's father and he is going to find us somewhere different. Somewhere safe to live. We leave tomorrow whilst everyone hides for the coming of Samhain. I've gathered everything I need for the right spells to keep us safe. I pray it lasts and I pray we all make it out of here alive.
"O Gracious Goddess of Love and Light,
Protect me now with all thy might.
Watch over me and mine with care,
So that we may avoid dangers snare.
Hail Fair Goddess,
Protector of the night.
Banish all evil from my sight
Send it far away from me.
So it is and so mote it be."
Protect me now with all thy might.
Watch over me and mine with care,
So that we may avoid dangers snare.
Hail Fair Goddess,
Protector of the night.
Banish all evil from my sight
Send it far away from me.
So it is and so mote it be."
November 18th, 55 PDD.
It is nearly going on midnight, but I can not sleep, the pain is becoming unbearable. The only thing getting me through is the thought of holding you, my sweet Sebastien. Soon you will be in my arms and I will never let you go. You'll be safe my boy, that I promise you. I know I made the right choice leaving my home for you. See you soon, young prince.
November 19th, 55 PDD.
The moment I laid my eyes on you, I fell in love. There is nothing like the love a mother feels for her child and I have heard so many say it, but had no idea how true it was until I met you. I know every mother also says they have the cutest baby, but I know the cutest is you. I see a strong, loving little boy destined for wonderful things when I look into those gorgeous blue eyes of yours. I love you with all my heart, Sebastien, forever and always.
Yule, December 19th, 56 PDD.
Sebastien gave me the greatest gift today, the gift of awe and laughter. He took his first steps today and there is nothing better than watching him unsteadily walk across the living room, even if the first thing he went after was the tree. I don't blame him though, the two of us sure did decorate the prettiest tree I have ever laid eyes on. I took him to play in the snow and what does he do? He tries to walk onto the giant pile of snow and instead falls face first into it getting stuck. The look on his face when I pulled him out was priceless. A warm bath and some good snuggles by the fire warmed him right up. I love you, Sebastien.
April 11th, 58 PDD.
Only my child would chase after a frog and end up covered from head to toe in mud. I took Sebastien on a walk through the forest today. I was picking some flowers when he must have spotted a little froggy that caught his interest very quickly. He chased him right into a giant puddle of mud that he tripped and fell into. Needless to say, I found him dirty, wet, and whimpering about his "wost fwoggy". Poor little guy. You'll be fast enough to catch one someday. Promise, Kiddo.
October 12th, 59 PDD.
I fear I am losing my sweet boy...He woke up crying in the middle of the night two nights ago. He was pale, feverish, and I could not get him to settle. He throws up everything I give him. I can't get him to keep anything down that will help him. Now he just lays there in my arms. He feels so lifeless...it's so scary. Please...please don't let me lose my son.
October 13th, 59 PDD.
Alise showed up at my doorstep today. She sat with Sebastien in his room for the longest time. She gave me this necklace to put on him, but she didn't tell me what was going on. I have a feeling that Loukian is in on it though. Alise left late in the evening and Sebastien woke up soon after that, asking for something to eat and a drink. His fever has finally broken. I don't know what Alise did, but I am eternally grateful. Thank you for saving my baby boy.
November 29th, 59 PDD.
I feared this day would come. Loukian has found us and he came for Sebastien. I managed to hold him off for so long...I think we will need to move again. Sebastien will be heartbroken. He loves his home and has just started making little friends of his own, but I have to keep him safe. As soon as this nasty early winter storm breaks I am going to take him somewhere safe. Bash is my son. He is mine. No one else gets to lay a hand on him.
Rest of the journal is blank. The next night was the fire. Between these entries is filled with little things about Bash's development, holidays, Josee's friends. Her time with Bash's father. Things like that.
Rest of the journal is blank. The next night was the fire. Between these entries is filled with little things about Bash's development, holidays, Josee's friends. Her time with Bash's father. Things like that.