Before the other worldly people and entities showed, all traces of magic had almost vanished

Almost

One family felt like magic came to them the day their son found a small baby girl

At the time, he was injured. He had been hunting and gotten his right leg hurt after a mishap with a trap

He found her in a old tree trunk

She looked perfectly healthy, unweight sure, but healthy

Swaddled in a soft (f/c) blanket, her (e/c) looking up at the young boy blankly. She closed her eyes, mouth agape. She smiled and giggled, extending her hands towards him.

His heart melted and broke at this. A small, innocent thing left all alone, seemingly abandoned. He gently grabbed her, smoothing what little (h/c) she had. He gently rocked her in his arms, humming a little lullaby,

"London Bridge is falling down
Falling down, falling down
London Bridge is falling down
My fair lady

Build it up with iron bars
Iron bars, iron bars
Build it up with iron bars
My fair lady

Iron bars will bend and break
Bend and break, bend and break
Iron bars will bend and break
My fair lady

Build it up with gold and silver
Gold and silver, gold and silver
Build it up with gold and silver
My fair lady

London Bridge is falling down
Falling down, falling down
London Bridge is falling down
M-y f-a-i-r l-a-d-y"

He smiled at her as she giggled and cooed

She grasped his longer brown bangs, a strange blueish green glow emanating from her and his right leg began to heal. Blood and all, gone, as if it never had happened.

His stormy blue eyes widen in wonder at the little bundle of joy laying in hid arms

Her eyes began to flutter shut as she fell into a peaceful slumber

"How interesting..... aren't you? Huh.....", he looked at the embroidered name on the blanket, "..... (Y/n)"

He felt a presence behind him. It wasn't looming, it wasn't dark.... It was peaceful, motherly, welcoming, and warm

"Please.... help take care of her.... please help take care of my baby girl, my little miracle....", whispered a woman's voice behind him. He spun around to see nothing, only the quiet, darken woods

He rushed out of the woods, holding her sleeping form close. Snow crunching under his feet as he ran, shielding the baby using her blanket. By the time he made it home, he was out of breath and in a cold sweat. His mother and father in shock at the fact that he came home with a fucking baby.

When he finally caught his breath, he explained to them the situation, leaving out the whole, you know, the fucking baby healing his leg and the woman's voice

They kept the baby, raising her well while they could but at ten, everything changed for the worse

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《Written: Wednesday August 12th 2020》

《Published: Wednesday August 12th 2020》

《Written by: AG_is_queen_of_games  aka Lady》