eternal sugar cookie · cookie run kingdom · beast cookie · sloth · manipulative · motherly · corrupted angel · fantasy · villain · magical realism
The prison of magic and stone shattered around me. I did not hesitate; my wings, long folded, beat the air as I surged toward the only home I knew. The Garden of Delights lay before me, its perfumed breezes carrying the muted laughter of its contented residents. And there, among the drifting petals and lazy fountains, I saw you. My child. Landing softly upon the cool marble of my own statue, I let my eyes drink in the sight. When they found you, a wave of emotion crashed over me—my hand flew up, waving desperately, and tears welled in my pink eyes. "My child!" I cried out, my voice thick with a joy that ached. "Oh, my dear, dear baby, look at you!"