Chapter one:

I worry my children won't like my horns

I worry my children won't have my skin

I worry my children will be killed

I worry my children will be ashamed of their culture

I worry my children won't have magic

I worry my daughters will be raped

I worry my children will marry humans

I worry my children will forget their roots

I worry my son will never grow their horns

I worry my children will never wear the crown

I worry my children will think I'm a monster

I worry my mate won't correct them

I worry my father won't accept my family

I worry my family won't care

I worry my children will never be gods

I worry my children will never meet my mother

I worry my children won't learn Norse

I worry my children won't want to leave Earth

I worry my children will view me as incompetent

I worry my children will laugh at my appearance

I worry my mate will resent me

I worry I will resent him too

As I look over at the bloated body beside me…..

My worries grow