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I wanna go hug my mom now.
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“Nothing…I just-”
“What?” The question came out harsher than Erik had intended and Charles recoiled, pulling his knees closer to his chest, a wounded look on his face.
Erik was stuck then by just how young Charles looked, how fragile the telepath was. Charles always shone so brightly, marching forward like an unstoppable whirlwind. But tonight Charles was not his fellow leader of the burgeoning Mutant race, no, tonight his friend had been reduced to nothing more than a lost little boy ( ... )
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I'm glad you liked it.
I angsted about ICness and dialogue for ages before I was comfortable posting. I'm so happy it turned out okay!
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“Nothing, Erik. I-”
“Don’t try to downplay this,” he growled. If so much as a hair on Charles’ head had been harmed…
“I was lonely,” Charles practically shouted. “I was just lonely, that’s all,” he repeated in a more reasonable tone of voice. “My father died when I was young and my mother…” Charles’ eyes were sad and distant for a moment, before they cleared and became filled with a strange sort of determination. “Well, she was busy. As you said, not much of a hardship,” he continued brightly. “And of course I eventually met Raven and she kept me company. The grounds were large and we got into all sorts of mischief together. I didn’t want for anything.”
What a hardship it must have been…Erik remembered what he had said that day, remembered the odd look on Raven’s face when she had begun their tour through the house. The way she stayed close to Charles’ side the during the entirety of their first day at the mansion. He hadn’t thought anything of it at the time ( ... )
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Images flashed through his mind as Charles moved through his oldest memories. Helping his mother set the table for Shabbat, his mother’s pride when he pretended that his sister had found the afikomen all by herself on Pesach... his mother’s hand on his forehead as he tossed and turned late one night with a horrible fever.
Her hand was cool and soothing and despite the haze of illness Erik felt at peace. He was safe there, at his mother's side. No one could harm him. He was safe and he was loved, two feelings he had never thought he could feel again.
Erik closed his eyes, allowing himself to fall deeper into the memory.
He could hear her voice now, rough with fatigue, but full of affection, singing him to sleep.
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As for the song Erik's mother is singing, it's a Yiddish Lullaby called Rozinkes mit Mandlen. I did not use the entire song. Here is the translation of the parts I used:
In the temple, in the corner of a chamber,
The widow The Daughter of Zion is sitting all alone.
As she rocks her only son Yidele to sleep,
She sings him a pretty song, a lullaby.
In this pretty lullaby, my child, there lie many
prophecies.
Some day you’ll be wandering in the wide world -
And now sleep, Erik*, sleep.The full version of the song in both Yiddish and English, along with a recording, can be found here: http://yiddishlyrics.wordpress.com/2007/12/13/rozinkes-mit- ( ... )
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I'm combing through the story for mistakes and then I'm going to repost this, so this was a huge help!
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