Bedtime Stories
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Title: Bedtime Stories
Word Count: 297
Character(s): Robin, Oc
Topic: Myth
Media: fic
Spoiler(s): Robin, her family, her past
Rating: Gen
When Olivia got pregnant he had sworn that he would tell the baby bed-time stories like he wished his father had done for him.
He had picked up the infant, ignored the amused looks of his wife and settled down in the rocking chair to tell Robin a bed-time story.
"Once upon a time." because this is how all stories begin "There was a dragon. He descended from the heavens to grant his blessings upon…"
He paused and frowned. He wasn't sure what happened next. There were too many conflicting versions.
"Perhaps that tale isn't the best anyway Robin-chan" he laughed and rocked the burbling infant "How about the tree of life?"
"Long ago, a farmer discovered a fruit with strange swirling patterns. He ate of it and was enlightened. Using this he decided to investigate the secrets of the universe but was betrayed and…" he frowned and stopped again. No, that was a story without a proper ending too.
"Once, there was a girl who had the power to call forth the powers of nature. She could ask and anything would grow. But she was betrayed and her freedom was sacrificed to call forth Yggdrasil." He smiled down at her little face "They were punished for their cruelty and her lover the dragon betrayed them to an alliance of kings."
He frowned and paused again. No, that was a story with something missing too. He knew all the alternate pieces invented decades later but they weren't how the story went.
There wasn't one.
Not one single story he could tell her that didn't have some mysteriously missing pieces. A void.
He couldn't forget. Not even when telling stories to his daughter because precious pieces of stories had been sealed away and he didn't even know why.