In the heart of the forest stands a creature pure and fair. Snow fallen skin hides fear of a world that may no longer be. She cries for him as he may not know, his mother’s love will forever flow through his veins and all entwined.

“Little Prince. I long to know. I pray to watch you change and grow. Do not fear little one for you will be safe, within my heart and in all of our days together.”

For in the forest The White Doe smiles and softly soothes her love.

Her child.