His cries were strong, like when he raced out of the womb and into unsterility
Crescent
like he was as a fetus. But then he was safe and calm
A mushroom cloud of doting, probing around him
But did not make it past the sound waves he generated
A shield, an attack on Fragility
Serenity could not find him now
Not until he mewled, pulsing in my arms
I swelled around him
