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The Born of the new

The Born of the new

Dark, cramped, bone-crushing. The first impressions he had after his sleep. Yet where fear would have been the expected reaction he had a sense of security. Where others would have gone mad he stayed quiet. Then he heard her. The voice he would never forget, who would never forget him. The voice who would lead him.
He heard her soft bewitching voice whispering, melodic as if she was kissing his ears, yet decisive and determined, as if only she knew the truth. The voice explained his future place to him. She told him it was time to step out of the darkness and the cramped and ordered him to leave the bone-crushing, the protecting.
He was a good listener, absorbing every single one of her wise words so they would explain the world to him.
He stretched and pressed, his muscles twitched from the strain. The voice grew louder, commanding him to try harder. He continued pressing against a wall of flexible material. He rocked, he pressed, he curled around and after what felt like an eternity the wall seperating from the lovely voice tore down.
With a hard drop onto the ground his new life began. As he opened his eyes no light blinded him, but the beauty of the omniscient voice standing before him, greeting him. “Welcome to your new life, now stand up.” Weakly he replied: “Yes my queen”

to be continues.

Story made by YurY pls ask befor u repost it .

Spec. THx goes to luane how has translated it.

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