075. Coma

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Love and in its purest, truest form is more sacred than anyone can fathom. It can revive from death.

Maleficent believed this as a fledgling, and other harmoniously sweet and innocent ideas while living on her own in the Moors, until Stefan.

She didn't believe it truly again until witnessing Aurora's deep, enchanted awakening, rubbing the sleep-dust out of her eyes, mumbling out Maleficent's name and hugging her fondly.

Stefan's blood runs through Aurora's veins, and Maleficent can't find a speck of hatred within her.

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Disney's Maleficent isn't mine. A very tiny tiny drabblet for today! Hope any Malora fans enjoy it! :) Any thoughts/comments appreciated!