CROWNED BY BLOOD
I watched my children become strangers to themselves, their innocence stripped away by cosmic awareness.
We confirmed what I had feared most: they could communicate with versions of themselves in other realities. And through them, with others who shared their burden across the infinite expanse of parallel worlds.
One night, Seraphina collapsed after a particularly intense vision, her small body convulsing as raw multiversal energy coursed through her. When she finally woke, tears streaming down her pale cheeks, she whispered, "I saw another you, Mama. A version of you that never became Queen, who was hunted for what she carried. She... she died protecting her children."