Word Count: 100
Summary: Dradis Challenge word: Fear
Spoilers/Disclaimers: Mini, I suppose... I dont own Battlestar Galactica, wish I did, would be a lot richer...
I fear this thing within my breasts, its malevolent purpose, its slow grasping hold over my life as day by day the monster at my breast eats away my remaining life, my remaining chance at leaving someone to carry my name.
I fear that my name will end with me, I am the last Roslin, there are no others alive. A child would help; I always wanted a child just never found the time. A young being nestling between my breasts, drinking of my life, instead I have this cancer.
I fear that all I am ends with me.