The Long road for love and life book one

Chapter one with new eyes

I can still remember my first haich day, I was nothing too special, just a little ball of hunger and curiosity, I remember feeling restless and a strange desire to escape what could be called home, but escape is not necessarily the right word more like I wonder what will happen if I move like this, and then hearing a rip and the new sensation as the outside air came through the little crack, upon hearing more sounds, and finding that these just increased my curiosity.

in no time at all I could see the faces peering at me I could not help but feel happy, I also felt something else that I can explain better now but it felt like a warm blanket covering me but only like a liquid, which seemed to wake my sleepy mind up with the knowledge that this was love and food, it did not last too long as I started to feel like I would explode,I quickly learned how to stop the feeling.

I also found myself listening to words inside of songs and I found I could hear more in side of the songs which turned into coilers, reds blues and greens are dull in comparison, it is hard to describe as it is like trying to explain color and shapes to someone who never seen such things, so the best way for me to explain it would be like this.

imagine being in water dyed different colors of the rainbow on its surface and you are blew looking up, with each line dancing side by side but at different speeds, and if you look closer you can hear the spiritual voices chatting to each other and if you really concentrate, you can hear and see one dot of light with one voice, As this display continue you can feel your mind grow a bit like eating an entire library of books in minutes instead of reading one book at a time which could take weeks or longer.

Within a few minutes I found that I could sing as well, I could also use my mouth to make sounds as well, sorry dear reader I mean apart from moving and vibrating body parts. I found myself looking up into the eyes of another, something from the swirl of colors called it sister and friend, she just smiled at me saying in vespid," well you're going to be a hoofful aren't you? She  chirped, your brothers and sister hach mates are not due yet and neither were you for another day", I don't know how or why but I started myself by given a sad apologetic chirp.

"Oh don't be so silly" sister said as another volley of love left her which made the am going to explode feeling feel rounded as it felt like another empty well had appeared, the voices called this feeling and the empty wells my reserves, my reserves mean strength, strength means serval. Well sister continued welcome to the woavon and with that she picked me up out of my shell and placed me back down then off we went.

I wanted to follow, as I could feel something big and strong.. Something powerful, something that made me feel terror and fear, but more than that, a kind of love that made me want to behave and follow no matter what happens, this kind of love was not food, I can only describe it a bit like meeting your maker its beautiful and terrifying all at the same time, the feeling just screamed do not mess with this, as we moved through the tunnels closer to this power we came closer and closer,

As it did so the colors began to merges into a blinding light of songs which both answered and listened, at the same time I watched as sister and i walked along the many corridors covered in a light blue glowing lights, like stars covering the walls and the ceiling along with a light green glow on the floor, the voices sang of this new world as I looked again and I could identify that the blueish lights were mushrooms and the green glow was lican a sort of plant, the knowledge I had been learning told me, i also learnt that they were alive but were not the same consantices as me, they also told me that sister was called Av-tav-on and that's how you say it when you get your wings to scratch and rub, but with my mouth I can call her sister and Avon, they also told me that I was special and that the bright light that was getting closer was our mother who we all love, but before we entered Avon picked me up, probably so i would know what to do, or out of fear that i would do something stupid.

as we entered a big chamber the voices stopped dead, it was a bit like having a meeting where everyone is talking and as soon as you appear the room goes silent, I felt something before the silence something that said fear it, silence is evil. But I did not as I was more curious than anything, I had to say almost seen but it was more described, Avon brought me to our mother who sat on her throne of carved rock and moss, she turned and looked at us, well me mainly as I stared into her eyes I felt a name, a powerful name, well it was to me. Sandra-carver-of-stone mother of all! it boomed in my head and my heart before she spoke "so this is the one that comes to use so strong for something so small," Avon chirped in acknowledgement "put him down, we must know if this one is the one, or if he is just early and Eager to work!