The time seemed to stretch, each second passing agonizingly slowly, as if the world itself was holding its breath.
Vritra sat outside, hearing the faint sounds from inside the room, hearing Yasmine's pain-filled voice, yet he could do nothing.
As he continued to wait, his mind wandered from her to the child, the new life that was about to enter the world, his heart tightening at the thought.
From nothing to a whole lot of changes that would soon appear.
A decision leading to countless changes, all starting with the creation, encompassing everything.
Even as worry filled Vritra's mind, as if reaching some enlightenment, thoughts kept popping up one after another.
His understanding and comprehension of Creation were rapidly increasing, just thinking of the start of a new weak life in this world, with infinite possibilities.
Vritra felt as if what was missing in his path earlier was slowly filling in, his thoughts almost consumed by these rapid discoveries.
