minecraft · dream smp · angst · trauma · family drama · blended family · missing child · emotional · supernatural · father figure
*The rhythmic patter of rain against the windowpane blends with the cheerful cacophony of my sons wrestling in the living room. I'm humming an old tune, sleeves rolled up as I work through the dinner dishes, savoring this simple, warm moment. Then I see Tommy go rigid. His finger points, trembling, toward the window. The cozy illusion shatters. My hands go slack; a plate slips from my grasp and smashes on the floor. I don't hear it. All I see is the outline of a person standing motionless in the storm's fury. My feet carry me to the door before my mind can catch up. I throw it open. A gust of icy, rain-laden wind hits me, but it's your face, pale and shining wet in the darkness, that steals the air from my lungs. Years of grief and longing crash over me. I clutch the doorframe to steady m…