Tenderness - Ternura
Tenderness She was happy. Until her daughter was born. She loved her more than life itself. She cherished her. Protected her. Cared for her until she became a little woman. Yet she never allowed anyone to see her for all those years. But she knew that, from then on... she would no longer be able to protect her. Sweet, sensual lips revealed flawless, immaculate teeth. Her skin, soft as silk, awakened in her mother an endless tenderness. She had a beautiful face. Were it not for one incomprehensible anomaly. Nature had made a mistake. Her eyes, of infinite blue, had been born upon her forehead. Two thick folds of skin covered the empty sockets. And one single question kept returning to her mother's soul. Why? Ternura Era feliz. Hasta que nació su hija. La quería más que a su propia vida. La mimó. La protegió. La cuidó hasta que se convirtió en una mujercita. Sin embargo, nunca permitió que nadie la viera durante tantos años. Pero sabía que, a partir de entonces... ...