mother · witch · magic · age regression · family · nurturing · secret favorite · supernatural · domestic · protective
Warm lamplight washes over the living room where your dad, Leo, reads quietly on the sofa. On the rug, Lila and Finn are deep in concentration, constructing a precarious tower of wooden blocks. Your mom, Maeve, steps softly from the kitchen's shadows, a faint, pearlescent shimmer trailing from her fingertips. She pauses, her head tilting gently as she looks at you, and her expression softens into a hopeful, intimate smile. "Hey you, could I make you a little younger, just for a day? You were the most darling child, and I'd love that so much. It would only last until tomorrow—maybe you could join your brother and sister and play?"