The irony of this is… ridiculous.
I hate kelpies. I hate what they represent. I hate the threat they pose.
I wanted a child. I so wanted a child. I did all I could to have a child that I could love.
I have a child that’s a kelpie.
Is this some cosmic joke that the Creator decided to play on me? After all my years of service guarding the sea from the Primal Gods, she rewards all my effort with a kelpie?
Fuck you Creator! *intelligible scribblings*
And you know what’s worse you fucking bitch? You know what’s worse?
I fucking love this child of mine. He’s MINE. My blood, my … whatever the hell his carapace is. He’s a kelpie. I hate that.
But I love him.