Only the Beginning

Warmness and fuzziness had encased Sage for weeks and weeks and weeks. It had kept him warm as he grew from a little speck to what he was now. The warm comforting presence around him was the source of his food and growth. His lifeline. Although there was one big thing around him, with him were lots of little things like himself. Sometimes they bumped him, pushing him to the side of the world they were all in. Although it wasn't very comfortable, when he went to the edges of the womb, he heard little noises. There were little ones that went cheep, and deeper ones that were louder, but most of the time it was a calm, soothing voice that seemed incredibly close.

When everything started to move and shake, Sage had been pushed to the edge of the womb, he didnt hear noises this time though, only fast thudding noises around him. Suddenly, and extra big shake and push shot Sage right out of the comfy warm place to a chilly place where his mouth was dry and belly empty. One other of the smaller prescenses around him had been expelled already, the one who pushed Sage to the edge. The presence that was there before was a real thing now, and it was licking him and nudging him towards her. After a few seconds Sage found the sweet milk tbat he desired and drank it up. He lay there, once more in the embrace of his mother. What an odd world this is.