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Oh-oh, I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone Open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age

-Little Dark Age by MGMT

What would a mother not do for her child What lengths would a mother not go There's a bond that exists between mother and child With no end to how strong it can grow It's a promise for life between mother and child It begins from the moment of birth And your shaken to your soul With an ache you've never known And you look into their eyes And find your looking in your own

And there's a pain you can't imagine A special kind of torture you can feel A cut that bleeds from somewhere deep inside you A past regret you can't heal And no one guesses all the while your praying That screaming little stranger in your arms Might just grow up and save you after all Might just grow up and save you after all

What would a mother not do for her child What heights would a mother not climb There's a bond the exists between mother and child And it only goes deeper with time It's a promise for life between mother and child And to break it there is no greater pain And your shaken to your soul With an ache that you can't erase Like the tears you never cried but still keep scrubbing off your face

And there's a pain you can't imagine The little talk that keeps you wide awake That somehow turns to bold determination That you won't ever make the same mistake And so you've got to feed your little future Assuring that her talent, poise and charm Might just grow up and save you after all Might just grow up and save you after all

Some dreams die upon the vine Some they never have a chance Sweeter than the sweetest wine That mine becomes The Queen of France

And it's a relief you can't imagine It's filling every sinew, bone and nerve To that you can get out of this hell hole And finally live the life that you deserve And that you leave the past you knew would haunt you And all the regret you didn't show Might just grow up and save you after all Might just grow up and save you Might just grow up and save you after all

What would a mother not do for her child What lengths would a mother not go There's a bond that exists between mother and child Ah, but then again, How would you know?

You want to go outside? Why, Adrastia...

Look at you, as fragile as a flower Still a little sapling, just a sprout You know why we stay up in this tower

I know but...

That's right, to keep you safe and sound, dear Guess I always knew this day was coming Knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest Soon, but not yet

But-

Shh! Trust me, pet Mother knows best

Mother knows best Listen to your mother It's a scary world out there Mother knows best One way or another Something will go wrong, I swear

Ruffians, thugs Poison ivy, quicksand Cannibals and snakes The plague

No!

Yes!

But --

Also large bugs Men with pointy teeth, and Stop, no more, you'll just upset me Mother's right here Mother will protect you Darling, here's what I suggest Skip the drama Stay with mama Mother knows best

Mother knows best Take it from your mumsy On your own, you won't survive Sloppy, underdressed Immature, clumsy Please, they'll eat you up alive

Gullible, naive Positively grubby Ditzy and a bit, well, hmm vague Plus, I believe Gettin' kinda chubby I'm just saying cause I wuv you Mother understands Mother's here to help you All I have is one request

Adrastia?

Yes?

Don't ever ask to leave this tower again

Yes, Mother

I love you very much, dear

I love you more

I love you most

Aurora, Dawn and Dusk

As the Goddess of the Dawn and Dusk, Aurora’s appearance tends to reflect each aspect of her job, respectively. Her Dawn persona is light and serious, while her Dusk persona is dark and playful.

“Kill him.”

“Have we lost our mind? He’s... he’s father!”

“And he killed his father before him to seize the heavenly throne. Family ties have nothing to do with this. We’re just being practical.”

“No, we’re not! That’s insanity! Why would we even-”

“Stop it! Stop acting dumb, like we don’t know! We do! It tears at us every night! The guilt, the frustration. The time for change is now. We feel it in our bones. We keep talking about our job, well this is it. This is what we were born to do.”

“There has to be another way.”

“Do you think he’ll just step aside and allow us to do what needs to be done? So obsessed with order, with stability... He’s become the very antithesis to our being. Besides... we want to. Not just because it’s our job. But because we want to make him hurt. Do we deny it?”