Prologue:
I remember a darkness, being surrounded by a pulsating warmth.
My mind felt fuzzy and underdeveloped.
Awareness slowly encompassed me causing what must have been my arm to flail. Another grasping onto me tightly and squeezing, I responded in kind. I felt safe and secure, I never wanted to leave, but when the fuzzy feeling faded I became terrified when the hand was torn away from me.
I wanted to scream, but it was difficult. I suddenly found myself following the other and was overwhelmed by bright lights and the sound of loud crying and panic.
I took my first breath and my wails joined my twin's.
The blurry giants seemed to calm, and I was placed in the arms of who must have been my new mother.
I noticed another baby in her other arm who must have been my older twin.
He seemed to calm down when I grasped his hand and promptly fell asleep clutching just as tightly.
I heard hushed talking, it sounds all jumbled up.
I barely make out '…Shika…maru…shika…aoi…', the voice rumbled from the form below me.
A large face of what must have been our father peered down at us closer– observing.
I felt a finger prod my chubby cheek and instinctively grabbed it with my unoccupied hand, not letting go.
I feel my eyelids start to droop, as I let out a small yawn and welcomed a new type of darkness.