A Prayer Warrior

 Heydy
Mother Heydy
Noble and kind.
Mary Forest liked to think about her as a prayer warrior.
As she walked her way to The Inn, she thought a lot of her. She had dreamed about her for some days ago. Heydy had been in her dream. Her biological mother who was dead, had been in her dream.
    She had sitten right beside her, at a long table who was covered with a fancy, white cloth.
    Her mother Heydy was dressed in a white dress, whith her long curly hair hanging down.
    Heydy had talked about her daughters hair, about Mary's hair.
    "It's just like mine." she had said with a smile, but Mary had shaked her head in disbelief, knowing that that wasen't at all true.
    When Mother Heydy's hair was beatiful and curly and shiny, Mary's hair was quite a mess. Horrible and terrific. A disaster. Hanging straight down across her face, with no volume at all. She never ever got it the way she wanted it to be. And if that wasen't enough, she even kept losing a lot of it every time she brushed through it. She was a little afraid to become hairless.
    At the moment, her hair was so very tangled and felted. To flat on the top of her head.
    But her mother turned to her and smiled, not noticing the same uglyness that Mary saw.
    "I had a friend that used to fix my hair." she sayed in a soft, warm voice, drawing her blessed, gently, fingers through the daughters hair, "I can fix it for you if you want." continuing to smile.
    Mary Forest nodded at her nice request, and with that, they rose from the table, leaving the rest of the familiy who also sat there. Walking to another place.
    Heydy brushed through her daughters hair with a silver brush, letting her look into a golden mirror, sitting in a diamond chair.
    Heydy put her hair up with a hair tie, starting to braid it into a wonderful braid, that looked nice and royal.
    Mary stared into the mirror with a smile on her face.

    The memory faded away, and Mary was brought back to reality, seing her jobplace turn up before her. The great Inn.
    She came to the backdoor as usual, opening it and walking in. Made her way to the garderobe to change to her cook-uniform. 
As she did so, she just couldn't stop thinking about her dead mother and her kindness. Her noble, good-hearted mother. Who was noble and kind.

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