Downward, downward, faster and faster. Suddenly he was aware with certainty and joy that below, ahead, they were waiting for him: and that they were wailing too, for the baby. For the first time, he heard something that he knew was music. He heard people singing. Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps it was only and echo.
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What is your question?
Love that writing. Gonna save that for prompts later on lol. But what's your question?