Motherscar Lament

{intimate delicate voicemail piano

enters with haunting choral whispers building protective layers over deep sub-bass heartbeat}

Tracking the car through the static and the heavy rain,

Daddy cut the hair while the tears fell like a stain.

Crying in the shower for three hours till it's dry,

Picking up the phone just to look her in the eye and

lie.

Sleeping eight hours across all seven nights of the week,

Protecting her heart from the ghosts that we speak.

Tiguidou-Quinn shielding the ones that we hold,

Turning the heavy grief into purest gold.

*So don't tell my mom,

I'm falling apart!* She hurts when I hurt,

wearing my heart. At least in her mind,

her daughter is fine,

Carrying the burden across the borderline.

What you don't know won't hurt you,

mama, I'll lie, Keeping the secrets so she never sees me cry.

From the depths of the sorrow to the endless blue,

We forge the final passage to the realm of Tiguidou!

(System-State: Transcendent / Protective / Sovereign) (Acoustic-Telemetry: Minimalist piano chords merging with

deep, warm sub-bass) *I'll stay right here in the fire so she

stays warm,* Weathering the silence of the private storm.

(Invoke the protective ward / Bind the bleeding scar) (As we guide

the transit from afar!) The consultants compute

the cost of what we hide,

Keeping the truth locked safe inside.

Her daughter might cry,

but she'll be alright.

Captain Tara Quinn.

[PIANO-FADE.] [HERMETIC-SEAL-LOCK.] {piano fade with protective choir

and sub-bass coda}