BPOV
For centuries, I lived in darkness.
I could see the world around me but no one could see me. What friends I had left in the world seemed to have forgotten about me.
With the death of my family, came the end of our reign; and with it all the memories created during that time. It was as if the Swans never existed.
So I wandered the world, invisible to everything in it….until, I heard a scream.
The scream was that of a baby boy having just been conceived.
While I had heard many cries in my lifetime, none had affected me as much as this one. I hurried and traveled in the wind to find the source of the cries.
For some reason, I felt as though the cries were for me; like I had to get there as soon as possible.
Finally, I found the source.
I came upon a new baby boy being cuddled by both his mother and father; and in this scene I finally felt at peace.
I stood in the corner of the room watching the parents and trying to share in their moment. The boy was so little, and yet so beautiful; I knew immediately he would break many hearts when he got older. But more shockingly than that, I knew he would eventually break mine.
Staring at this boy I knew my life would never be the same, I would love him and protect him as best as I could, making sure he had a great life; and then when the time came I would do the same for his future family.
Nothing else existed for me now, except this young baby.