The Pain of Death
Disclaimer :: I own nothing, no one. Kiara, Rafiki, Kovu and The Lion King trademark belong to Disney.
I think I only now understand what's happening to me. My life is fading before me, the whole story is repeating itself, time and time again. I feel the need to speak it out, or write it, as the case may be. So I'll compose this, only in my thoughts, for I grow too weak to talk or write. And so in my deep sleep, I can recall everything, everything I never knew before. So I think I'll say this, because I feel my life drawing to an end. But I remember. I remember everything. And it matters that you remember too. Because everyone, everyone deserves to tell their story. So now I will let you know my last thoughts.
And I know now that soon I'll be gone. Rafiki will give me a C-section, and my cubs will be born. And I'll look down on the kingdom, the kingdom that with just a few more months of life would have been called my own. I'll look down on that kingdom, from my very own star. And I'm sure Kovu will locate me, very quickly. And he'll talk to me. And I'll try to talk back, maybe even form in the clouds every night, to see the one I love so much.
Now I feel the sadness coming toward me. Is this reallly the path toward sheer, certain, utter death? I suppose this must be the day I've been waiting some few days for. I've lost track of how many. I hear Kovu's voice. The sweetest sound in life. I want to respond, or at least smile, but I feel too weak to do anything except pray, pray in my secret mind that he'll be okay. If I can't save myself, I at least want to save the one who matters most to me.
I feel my thoughts swirling. And I can't hear the world anymore. This must be it. This must be the road to death. Goodbye world, hear my last "words", and take this bid of farewell as a token of my gratitude and sorrow.
-Kiara self control binti nala kiburi shuka