Closing his eyes, Keon whispers softly beneath his breath as he slips into a chair. Mera cocks her head and touches the blue streak in her father's hair. Tears slide down his cheek and Mera touches the wet line, putting her fingertip in her mouth.
"Da... cry? Boo...boo..?"
He shifts, drawing his daughter closer into his lap. "No *gealach beag mo pháiste. I am in awe of Mama Star's wonderful work. I wish yer ma could see this."
His eyes rise to Star's. They glitter, lights reflecting against his dark eyes like the faery lights in the picture. "Tis a wonderful gift ye give me. Treasure it, I will."
Mera again points at the pale blue light. "Mama."
Keon kisses the top of his daughter's blue black hair. "Aye lass... tis yer ma, givin' Mama Star all the strength she can."
Keon rocks slowly, hugging his daughter as she points at things in the picture. A soft smile curves his lips and he looks again at Star. Thank you he silently mouths.
*my little moon's child
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