Abigail watched from afar as the young boy played in the grass with the other children of Constellaysia. It brought a smile of bittersweetness to her lips as she once recalled a point in time when her daughter was robbed of such inclusion at a young age.
Sure, there were still those with the prejudice of the past, and Abigail understood this. It was, after all, hard to let go of centuries of conditioning. Gradually, however, she was confident that...with her love by her side, they'd make the future brighter for the little boy in the distance.
"Isaiah!" she called to the child that she considered her grandson. "It's time to come in, love."
He stopped and, suddenly, he carried a look of sadness in his eyes. Abigail smirked as she knew that this was a simple ploy to get what he would inev
