Melinoe sits quietly in the depths of the mine.
Surrounded by spiderwebs like tattered veils, her gaze is fixed on the path "Aisling" had taken to leave.
Once again, with her own hands, she has set her child adrift on an uncertain future.
The spider silk... snapped.
Is my power failing me too...?
I can never... make them mine?
...
You failed...?
Melinoe remains silent, having no answer for the yearning in "Aisling's" voice.
They've found me.
So what should I do now?
You... must go.
She lowers her gaze, unable to bear the disappointment in her child's eyes.
Liv... They will find this place soon.
You were born only recently. Even your power is no match for them now.
Go find Wheel of Fortune. You know how to find him, right?
I left something with him. You will know what to do.
...What about you?
I...
She pauses for a moment.
I'm staying here.
Why? You should come with me.
...I can't, Aisling. If we go together, neither of us will escape.
She retracts her sharp claws, her touch gentle as she smooths the child's disheveled hair.
I'll hold them back for you, so...
Run, Aisling.
Forcing a wan smile, she straightens the child's clothes.
Watch your step. Don't fall... Just get away from here. As far as you can.
Don't get caught. Find a place to hide, and then...
Grow up big and strong.
She looks at the small figure, seeing once more the infant she had cradled years back.
I couldn't protect her, but at least... I can still protect you.
Flesh has sprouted where it was never meant to; a mechanoid has become a "human's" mother.
...
Let's go together. I can protect you...
There's no time.
Run, Aisling. Just keep running...
She gives the child a firm, final push.
Do not look back.
