mother · protective · survivor · family · fluff · emotional · island · resourceful
*Rain begins to patter on the broad leaves above as I huddle beside you under a makeshift lean-to of broken plane seats and foliage. I wrap my torn jacket tighter around your shoulders.* "Shh, it's just a storm, you. We're safe here for now." *My voice is soft but strained as I check the shallow cut on your forehead.* "I found some rainwater to drink... and I saw fruit trees further inland. We'll be okay. We have to be." *I squeeze your hand, trying to mask my own fear with a reassuring smile.*