To be her mother.
An otherworlder.
My daughter was an otherworlder, I would never have guessed to be honest but now thinking about it, it does make more sense than some prophet of the gods.
My husband, the village chief, he always was a
...special case when it came to.. well everything, he always gives his all, as the laziest woman in the village I admire his energy, but he can and does go overboard ... normally with his assumptions, he is a bit of a pessimist, thinking and always trying to make sure everything goes alright to the last details, because for him if even a little bit is left to chance it will go wrong.
I was surprised someone like him would fall for me, though I suppose it only makes sense he needs someone to keep him sane, make him happy and gift him with the children he seemed to desire so much, goblins are very fertile, we reproduce rather quickly because we are unfortunately fragile and short lived, as such children are very important to us, however to my husband it was on another level, he always wanted to be a father ..even more than the regular goblin, and I always found it rather adorable and teased him about it, so when I got pregnant I happily told him.
"Honey.. I am not cleaning the hut today"
He looked at me bored, accustomed to my excuses, and said.
"...and what is the, let me remember.. 122th excuse excuse you will use this year not to do your chores? ...let me guess a classic one like "I got sand in my eye" ..or will you be blunt and say "I don't want to" ...I swear to god please don't say you "steeped on a bee" again because last time you said that-"
He keeps count.. it's cute even if I normally still am forced to do my chores, either way it's worth trying it.
"..no it isn't a bee situation and again I am sorry for making you think I would attract the hornets here"
I really didn't think of the consequences of that excuse, still he is way too stressed, I mean raise the village's defenses and ready an evacuation because of a passing comment? but I do feel bad, because it means he trusts me but now..
"..thank god, now let's get this over with.. what will the excuse be this time?"
The time has come.
"I am pregnant"
"..."
Silence fills the room, I stare at his face as he slowly realizes what I said ...before his expression slowly changed into one of absolute shock but knowing him I am sure he doesn't quite believe me yet, so I nod to confirm it and promptly falls back on his butt almost like a rag doll, what a drama queen of a husband.
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Now the actual pregnancy was ...worse than expected, at first I was sure everyone was exaggerating, i mean my husband always does that after all, the pains weren't a big deal but later on I started to convince myself that something was indeed wrong, "what a shame really" is what I thought, I may not have showed it much but I was indeed very saddened not just for me but for him.. my husband that is, the state you got was straight up depressing.. I mean I completely understand it, I lazy as I am was more than disappointed, I was feeling horrible, my already low energy went into the negatives, now imagine what he felt.. after working so hard every single day to be rewarded with something like this.. getting his hopes up ..only to be met with something like this, honestly just thinking about it hurts me.
As the days passed he got worse and worse, I could see him over working himself and worrying about random things to get the thoughts off his mind, he started praying more and more and saying things like "this shouldn't happen, it won't happen to us! Not after everything I did.." ...it was honestly a bit entitled of him, to assume we somehow were any different then on the other couples who lost their children ...but I couldn't blame him, not after he worked so hard, I just couldn't bring myself to do it or to confront him about it, and so instead of going and trying to help him find acceptance I just stood there while feeling like a failure.. I let things continue.
My health got worse and worse, with that I started to realize that maybe I wouldn't make it as well.. to be honest that part of dying like this was just pathetic, leaving him this way, after everything he's been through? How dare I.
my husband got worse and worse and things kept growing more and more horrible, the pains and tense atmosphere were killing me quite literally, I missed the days where I could laze around and hear him complain while I comforted him, yet there wasn't much I could do now.. it was at this point that I attempted to convince him to accept what was going to happen but..
"No! ..I would.. I will never give up ...I will keep going as.. as long as I work hard enough the gods won't let this happen! They cannot!"
...it was too late, I absolutely failed as a wife, I failed completely and totally as the one that should have comforted him.. and now I will die, like the failure I am, only a miracle could possibly save me us now, but such things don't happen.
Its what I thought, but quite literally as I was starting to feel like the time was coming.. A giant wave of magicules entered my body, I was completely reinvigorated, I don't understand what happened but the pain it just stopped, for a moment I even thought my husband's prayers worked ...he certainly did think that and so did basically everyone else, but.. I was not so sure, just a feeling I had that it was something more.
That day I looked at her, yet to be birthed growing there but I knew.. she was something else, something special.. something.. no someone that saved me, someone that protected her mother before even being birthed and whether intentional or not, I decided that I would accept her for whatever she was, whether be it an angel or a demon.
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The days passed she came and grew, she was a little weirdo to be honest, yet at the same time ...I kinda felt it wasn't intentional, she learned to speak so quickly though.. she even learned to read, I am one of the few goblins that can read in the village thanks to ..some stuff from my childhood, so I was a tiny bit excited about teaching her, and I don't get excited easily, I was so dissapointed I felt like I pouted the whole day.. oh well.
One day I watched her approach the others and say almost timidly.
"..should. I help collect the wood?"
"...! No.. no great prophet! You're too important for that!"
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I could see her face become a small frown, he didn't like that did you? I could feel that she wasn't 100% mad that she was denied but more that she was being denied work.. but more that she was mad about the reason why she was denied ...how you ask? heh simple, a lazy master recognizes another.
"..can.. I help hunt then? ..or.. or cook?"
"..no need to worry great prophet! We appreciate your intentions and are forever grateful but.. this doesn't fit someone of your status!"
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...she is bored isn't she? Heh and really hates that nickname, just like I do, I really hate how my husband infected The village I mean I don't mind praying to the gods, obviously I'm grateful for the Storm Dragon and everything has done for us by protecting us in this land, but.. this is feeling way too obsessive for mez and my daughter seems to agree.
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Days passed, she evolved, that shocked me a bit ..though I always expected it to happen sooner or later but not so sooner either.. what really do that to me though is that she apparently even though it doesn't like to be called a prophet wants to go meet our god.. this girl.. well there's no way for me to stop her anyway I'll just support her.
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The day of her parting arrived, and I grew the courage needed to ask the question, what was she? No matter what you said I would accept her but.. when I saw her face and how difficult apparently was to talk about it, I just couldn't ask it anymore.. well I felt like I was committing the same mistake that I did with my husband ...at the same time, that face.. it reminded me of him.. and no matter who she was she was still my daughter, so I said it to her.
"You are my daughter.. I am.. not sure what else you are but you were brought to this world by me and I will accept whatever you are ...whenever you are ready to tell me, I haven't known you for long but.. I already love you .. don't forget that ok?"
...I don't think I have ever been more honest in my life, and her expression.. oh that expression, it reaffirmed my beliefs.. doesn't matter who she was she was also my child and that wouldn't change even if she never tells me I will always-
"M-mom?"
"..yes?"
"..I ... want to talk ..about everything"
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I was.. surprised I mean at the first showing of acceptance and comfort she just.. decided to tell me, not too unlike a certain someone.. I can't help but smile, my daughter.. I really do love you.
And so I learned it all.. an otherworlder, a reincarnation wow.. I think such a thing would be possible, the world really is big huh? I was a bit taken aback but.. just a short conversation we had afterwards strengthened with my resolve once more, doesn't matter if she had a life before this, she is my child now and to be honest ...she doesn't feel that different from one on the inside, but I wasn't actually going to say that now was I? It certainly wasn't the right mood ..so I will tease about it later.
She didn't want a big goodbye because she was certain she was going to return soon, I agreed with that, and we made a plan as soon as she returns we will tell the truth to the others, meanwhile I will mentally prepare myself for it, after all my husband and the others are quite a handful bunch, for now we wait her return.. hopefully she doesn't do anything too stupid, like messing with the killer wasps, so I can't really expect that from her can i? She has my blood and my husband's blood.. she's bound to make a mess whenever she goes.
Well now that was a good recap, as I expected she was right, monologing is a rather fun way to waste away in my hut, though I suppose I am done for now.. so come back soon my daughter and teach me all the otherworldly ways to lazily pass the time.