Mummy's Magical Keepsakes

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…They buried their faces in her familiar scent, the scent of home and safety and endless love. The starlight ribbon pulsed softly against her skin, the sea-worn stone hummed contentedly in her palm, and the little wooden bird, tucked safely back in its chest, seemed to chirp a silent, joyful tune. The shadow had lifted, not banished, but dissolved, replaced by the radiant glow of shared wonder, a wonder that was now, more than ever, their own. Ushe felt the last of his secret worries melt away, replaced by a profound sense of peace, and Washe, nestled securely in their Mummy’s arms, knew that the magic, the true magic, had always been within them, waiting for the right moment to shine.