Sands of Time

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I blinked trying to get the spots in my eyes to go away from thebright light. "Name?! Are you okay?" Kohmus asked worriedlytouching along my face and making sure that I was okay.

"I'm fine, what was that?" I asked finally blinking away thespots and frowned as I saw that Kohmus looked...different. Somethingwas strange about looking at him. "Kohmus are you okay?"

"I think so, but I don't know what that light was. It felt a bitpainful, but I'm okay, I feel fine." As he talked I reached up totouch his face, I pulled away almost immediately. It was his skin, itlooked more like normal human skin and when I touched it instead ofthe old leather feel that I was used to it felt like skin. Humanskin.

"Name? Is everything okay?" He asked looking worriedly at me, hisface, now that I had realized what had-somehow-happened, made sense.I reached foreword and stroked my fingers over his jaw and down hisneck again, wondering what he might feel like. Touching him his skinstill feels a bit rough, but not the roughness that I would take fromsomeone who spends a lot of the time in the sun, sure not overtlysoft but not bad.

Now that I felt what was a tactile memory, not from this life butfrom a former one. Kohmus.

Did he now, for some reason, become like he was before? There wasonly one way to find out...I reached up and felt around his bandages.I started to unwind it, Kohmus during this time was looking at meconfused watching me but must have realized what had happened as hereached up to grip my wrists and a bit of fear bleeding into hisamber and onyx eyes.

"What are you doing?" He asked and I just smiled at him andtugged a bit more, I was sure of this. "Please Name, don't." Iimmediately froze waiting for him to tell me what it is. "Name,you've just fully accepted me, if you see what I am now, you'll notwant me anymore." He said and my heart broke for my darling husbandand lean up to kiss him.

"Do you trust me Kohmus?"

"Of course Name," Kohmus answered and then he sighed and nodded,"I love you Name, so much."

"I love you to," I wait for a moment but he let go of my wristsand after a moment just looking into each others eyes and I beganslowly unwinding the rest of the bandages slowly revealing his faceand his slight fuzz of his hair where he had his hair shaved close.

He reminded me of the first time that I had seen him, when I was wentto perform the dance. I must have made a sound, possibly a gasp orsound of shock. "Name?" He asked showing some rare vulnerabilityand looked away.

"You're handsome." He looked at me shocked and I cupped his face,using my thumbs rubbing his strong cheekbones. "Not because you areas I first saw you, you're my Kohmus, the husband of my heart." Hewrapped his arms around me, one around my waist and the other aroundthe nape of my neck, tangling his long fingers into my (hair color)locks and smashed his lips to mine, kissing me like a man dying forair.

When we finally pulled apart for air gasping I smiled and tugged onhis hand, pulling him from our bed to the (dresser/full lengthmirror) in my, which really now is our room which I have to get usedto saying but I'm glad to have it this way, and putting him in frontof the mirror he gasped shocked to see his face once again.

"I am not only back to before but...young again." He touched hisface as if not believing it, I know when I had died his hair wasgray, turning silver slowly, and his skin had started to wrinkle,especially under his eyes and deep parentheses around his mouth.

I (stood on my toes/leaned over/leaned down) to press my lips to hischeek. "You look around my age," I hummed wondering if that iswhy, his mama-Nephthys or Ashe or however they wanted to be called,might have chosen to make him back to my age so we could grow oldtogether again. He was in his eighties when he died, at best fortymore years as the record of the oldest human was somewhere around ahundred and twenty years old.

"Yes, I think so." Kohmus turned to pull me into his chesthumming gently, "maybe it was you? Maybe finally accepting me-allof me-did this." Kohmus mused but it didn't seem to mind if it wasor not, he didn't seem to care. I was curious but honestly Ididn't need to, or care. He was with me again, it didn't matter howor why.

Now though feeling the strangely remembered feel, I hadn't everexperienced it before but I know I did as Nerfert and so it felt likeit was something I didn't remember but I knew I should. I had felt itthroughout my life every now and then and that explained it, things Ihad experienced in a past life, dejavu but stronger.

Now though I couldn't stand the bandages. Reaching up I began slowlyunwinding the bandages, revealing inch by inch of the taunt oliveskin. It was like being an archaeologist slowly unraveling the debristo see what I'm looking for. My Kohmus.

The oldest person to ever live, that we can prove, was JeanneCalment who lived from 1875-1997 dying at 122 years old, randomfactoid. I hope you enjoyed this and like how this is wrapping up,the next chapter will be Kohmus's point of view of this chapter andthe chapter after that will be the epilogue.