She became filled earlier as the late of destiny carved her creation
To the unsuspected few. holding in and hiding the preganancy she continued the dance she moved
A year before. now the dance would draw to an end and the cleansing would need to begin. this next
Breed would be the bridge to the millenium. i was brought in then. i was then
Blessed to aid the midwives. : 39 weeks crawled and it seemed as if this walk would never run. until she pulled a plushe filled
Push and out from her came them. each a radiant distinctive familiar, as i have never seen
In gazes before, they were filled blessed like thrills. :
I wondered their names as she thought to me a thought in confidence that she would make the news known soon.
Dispelling shame she assured me of no crime as i was lost in the beholding
:when the world looked upon the coven they wondered the father they suspected the
Mother. they insulted for some connection. when in fact they were the bond. it took a
Moment as they would find individual lovers out of each of the babies. i looked on hoping
They would understand the growth, not quite sure if i'd ever begin to myself
: i would soon learn that the ones here before me would usher in the next trinity of beings
I would soon learn that this was but a scratch on the surface yet to be formed. was i prepared?
This would begin the domino effect of a million questions unanswered.