NOTHING IS FOREVER

Darkness surrounds me as my body feels like it's floating in my warm confines. I've been in this comfortable cavern for what I'd guess is nine months now. I wasn't sure whether or not the creature's promise was true, but it seems that I have been given my second chance. I've allowed my nine months of rest to recollect my thoughts while allowing the feeling of safety to wash over me once more.

I am a part of a team again. It's odd for me to take anyone's words at face value, but there's a strange connection I've been feeling. It's a powerful, consuming aura deep within the woman carrying me in her womb. There's two other auras similar to hers but weaker that are close by. I have an aura within myself also, but it is more than a thousand times smaller than my mothers and maybe twenty times weaker than the weakest aura outside.

I am eager to be born to meet my family and see the world that I've been thrusted in. There's so much that I want to know about Buruk and this world, but until I'm born, I can only keep speculating listening to muffled voices and the beat of my mother's heart.

Sometime Later

The walls around me squeeze my small body while I look at the light at the end of the tunnel. Being born is as painful as you'd imagine with every part of my body being crushed for what feels like eternity. Thankfully, it's almost finished. The light is getting closer and closer until, with one last push, my skin gets assaulted by cold air. Opening my eyes, the bright light immediately makes them shut, only being able to feel my body get wrapped in a soft blanket.

"It's a boy," the feminine voice announces loudly in fluent English while the familiar pungent smell of the sea invades my nose. A fierce slap strikes my bottom, but I don't make any noise. I've felt real pain, and this is not it. Another slap strikes my cheek, "Give me my son!" The sharp feminine voice is spoken softly but with a tone of authority that does not welcome disobedience. My small body gets carefully handed into a new set of warm arms. Squirming my small body I bask in the aura of my mother and not far away is the second and third aura that are usually close by.

"He's perfect, as if he has been molded by Buruk himself." I hear the soft, soothing voice whisper as I force my eyes open to stare up at one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. She looks young with long, wavy gold hair and tanned skin lacking any makeup with a sheen of sweat on her face. Her eyes are shaped like almonds with dark green pupils and a perfectly symmetrical face with a small straight nose. With all of her beautiful features, what I stare at are her eyes, inside of those eyes is a radiating love that's directed all towards me. Leaning down, she plants a kiss on the tip of my small nose whispering to me. "Hello Calyx, I am your mother." Her words cause a foreign warm fuzzy feeling in my stomach while she brushes my cheek with her finger.

"Our son will be strong. We have been blessed, Alysson." From my angle, I can't see the man, but watching a small smile grace my mother's face as her eyes dart in the direction of the voice my body gets lifted.

"Do you wish to hold him, beloved?" The second aura comes closer while I make small distinctions between the two of them. Looking up at the tall man with a sharp jawline, high cheekbones, prominent brow bone, and dark, intimidating purple eyes that stare down, examining every inch of me. His dirty silver gold hair is long reaching his shoulder tied back in a ponytail.

I stare back, which makes him smile while he brings up a large finger, brushing my cheek in a similar fashion to my mother. "Hello Calyx, I am your father, and I will make you into a warrior worthy of serving Buruk." With that short statement, I'm handed back into my mothers loving arms.

"You have to eat Calyx. This will help you grow big and strong like your mommy and daddy." She says in a mock baby voice, slipping her right arm out of her hospital gown, revealing her plump c cup breast and bright pink nipple. She repositions my body, bringing my head to her breast, where I reluctantly latch on to her nipples starting a rhythmic sucking. Warm sweet milk begins to flood my mouth, and the realization that this is now my life for the coming year begins to settle in.