*Eleanor*
I take the smallest child and wash him first. Thankfully, his brother managed to hide him so well that he is not covered in blood, but he is filthy from the earth. He looks so tired, so I move as quickly as possible, and Thora takes him to dry him and put him in some clothes.
Three fathers came and took four of the children between them. That is it. Only four. That leaves eight children. Eight children that seem to have no living parent. Perhaps their fathers are injured and will make it through, but something inside me tells me it is not the case.
The oldest girl comes to me with the small baby in her arms. “He is not dirty. I was supposed to be married in the spring, but I can care for him.”
My heart breaks at the girl as she holds the small boy. She shouldn’t h
