When Darkeness Breathes...

XXVI. Unsteady

I was so weak. I felt like a newborn, entirely dependent upon those around me to steady myself. Weak and unsure. Alone and fragile. New to the world. Innocent. Yet knowledgeable.

These emotions were waking within me. Were creating sensations and responses that were unfamiliar. Terrifying and exhilarating. I was coming alive, becoming me again. But there were changes. A lot of changes, and they were not complete. There was a process going on here. One that the enemy started and one that my saviors over-rided. I was not healed, I was in the process of some very dramatic changes that were going to take time to happen, time for my body to process. And it was painful. The changes were physical. From the bottom up.From DNA to blood, and tissue and muscle.

They had saved me. The process was had already been started, and there was no going back. I did not entirely understand what this meant. But I did know that it would be painful. But this was necessary. It was all necessary if I was to survive, if the others were to survive.

The world did have an expiration date, but the Grey's had pushed up the numbers by quite a few years. Humanity was supposed to change, to evolve at a set time for the changes that were coming for us. Now,that change, this war, was brought to us, before the evolution of humanity had taken place. Those sleeping DNA chains were not yet active in 99.99% of the population. And God was pissed...

My body heated up, like an inferno that blazed from the inside, yet I did not feel the pain from it. Instead, it was like the nerves were singed away and the ability to feel pain dissolved. I watched as my body heated. As the glow seemed to come from within my skin. Like as a child, when you put a flashlight up to your hand and could see the bones through it. I watched as the dark of the bones changed, melted and joined the rest of the glowing material. Like molten lava. All of it taking its place. There was a kind of hum. I could hear it, feel it consuming me, and the more I listened the more it changed, until I came to realize that it was not a hum at all. It was a voice, a language. And slowly I began to understand what it was saying,realizing that it was talking to me. And everything changed. In the moment of understanding, everything changed. Forever.

The intensity within me only continued to grow, to climb higher. I could feel now. A new, tingling sensation, as if thousands of butterfly wings were gently tickling my body. It was a change. A metamorphosis happening. My form condensed within itself. The last of the leight, the heat, bringing my melted self together into a large amber crystalis. And I felt a new door open. Felt a new beginning taking place. And I waited...

I was unsure how long I stayed like this, time really did not matter anymore. I was not worried. Not for myself, or for my family. I understood now. I knew what was happening, what had occurred, and there was no longer anything to fear. That time had passed. So I waited...

The crystal was hard, I was safe, and warm and comfortable. And I heard the first crack, saw the first ray as a new light, a different kind of light, shined down into my realm and warmed my face in a new way.I could smell fresh air, clean air. Feeling it softly blow across me. This was home. I was home. The crystal continued to crack slowly. I watched spider-like veins creep and crawl across, new light emerging with the interior. And all at once, the crystal shattered and a thousand shards shoot out and away. And I was immersed in Life...

I was so weak. I felt like a newborn, entirely dependent upon those around me to steady myself. Weak and unsure. Alone and fragile. New to the world. Innocent. Yet knowledgeable...

I was all that was pure and beauty in existence, I was Leight. A piece of that Leight. I glowed in perfect beauty. A form, sentient. Fantastic.

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