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The Beginning After The End
Some people refer to near death experiences as, "the light at the end of the tunnel". I for one do not believe in this expression... yet here I am in this supposed tunnel being pulled towards the alleged light as a moth is to a light.
All I remember is that as I was looking out across my city on the terrace, laying bed, my felt heavy then everything went dark. Was I assassinated? I had way to many enemies to know for sure, afterall..... I was a king.
After emerging out of the white light, I could faintly here the words of a man saying, "Congratulations, you have a healthy baby boy!" I assumed this was a doctor, if so then I had been reborn.
My mother held me tightly in her arms rocking me gently. "He has your eyes, reyn", my mother said quietly. From my father's response I assumed he was a very serious man.
"Hey Art can you say daddy?" my father asked. " Honey! He was just born..." my mother said in disapproval. Yeah, nevermind. I could understand what they were saying so that was good.
It wasnt long before my mother was discharged and we were allowed home. Grabbing me my father swung me around like a potato sack.
My mother, in vain, tried to stop my father. It was to late I kicked as hard as I can. My father groaned in pain clutching his forehead. This was no way to treat a king.
"Reyn I told you he wouldn't like it" my mother scolded. "I thought he was having fun" my father replied still clutching his now bruised forehead. This was far from the truth.
Unfortunately I had a rough landing and got easily bruised. Darn this sensitive fragile body. "Let me fix that for you", my mother said her hand glowing a bright green.
With a flash all my bruises were gone. What was this? Was it magic? If so this clarified that I had been reborn in the past because in my past life we were past magic advancement.
© kbkma1917
All I remember is that as I was looking out across my city on the terrace, laying bed, my felt heavy then everything went dark. Was I assassinated? I had way to many enemies to know for sure, afterall..... I was a king.
After emerging out of the white light, I could faintly here the words of a man saying, "Congratulations, you have a healthy baby boy!" I assumed this was a doctor, if so then I had been reborn.
My mother held me tightly in her arms rocking me gently. "He has your eyes, reyn", my mother said quietly. From my father's response I assumed he was a very serious man.
"Hey Art can you say daddy?" my father asked. " Honey! He was just born..." my mother said in disapproval. Yeah, nevermind. I could understand what they were saying so that was good.
It wasnt long before my mother was discharged and we were allowed home. Grabbing me my father swung me around like a potato sack.
My mother, in vain, tried to stop my father. It was to late I kicked as hard as I can. My father groaned in pain clutching his forehead. This was no way to treat a king.
"Reyn I told you he wouldn't like it" my mother scolded. "I thought he was having fun" my father replied still clutching his now bruised forehead. This was far from the truth.
Unfortunately I had a rough landing and got easily bruised. Darn this sensitive fragile body. "Let me fix that for you", my mother said her hand glowing a bright green.
With a flash all my bruises were gone. What was this? Was it magic? If so this clarified that I had been reborn in the past because in my past life we were past magic advancement.
© kbkma1917
