The scorching sun blessed the vast field, turning the tall grass into a sea of gold. The blue sky stretched endlessly above. The world smelled of wildflowers, carried by the soft breeze that whispered through the trees.
Suddenly, laughter echoed around. The leaves rustled, and the birds chirped from a distance.
I found myself standing there, feeling the soft grass beneath my toes. The warmth of the sun kissed my cheeks, and I felt a sense of peace.
A giggle. A blur of movement. Three small figures dashed toward me, their lovely voices filling my ears.
"Mama…"
Marcus. Ksaver. Daemond.
"My babies," I whispered.
My heart swelled at the sight of them, their faces bright, eyes gleaming softly. Their tiny hands reached for me, and I opened my arms, welcoming them into a gentle embrace. They clung to me. I pressed kisses against their soft hair, breathing in their precious scents.
"You're all here…" I murmured.
