Net and Rope [Reader x Child!Russia]

[Sadtalia]

Let's go play under the gnarled oak tree Ivan.
You with your net and me with my rope.
Let's chase things that are not there, use your imagination and you'll see a bit of hope there.
Now spin three times and run along the butterfly is getting away.

Do not blink or look to me or you will lose sight of the butterfly.
Please, allow me a moment to say my final goodbye.
I'm sorry that it had to be this way Ivan...

Nobody should live like this...
Nobody should be raised like this...
I can only hope that in the feature will be better for you Ivan.

You are a good boy.
A good child.
A good brother.
A good Country.
A good friend...

But I... am nothing more than a broken toy.

So do not look at me with those sad amethyst eyes.
Please do not cry for me, it is better this way.
I do not deserve your tears... save them for another more important than myself.
The butterfly is getting away Ivan... catch it before it get's away.

Just remember do what you are told and fight back when you are able to.
These people are your children... just like myself.
But...

This will be the last time we see each other alive...
So... just for me will you smile one last time?
Before I break your heart completely?

Watch me sway in the invisible breeze while I try to speak.  
Only gurgled noises will reach your ears.

'I'm sorry Ivan... I'm sorry. I love you... you sweet little boy.'
Those are the words that I want to say while I sway side to side.
Back and forth... yet you will never  hear them.

I'd rather suffer this fate than you.