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.