There was absolute weightless darkness, then the lights came after.
I felt numb, I couldn't speak or move. I could only open my eyes a little, but I couldn't see, everything was distant and blurry, like I was experiencing the world from inside a body of water.
"Triplets!" A voice said breaking my concentration.
"Lady Morningstar you did it. You've given birth to three healthy boys." the voice came again, more excited than before.
Merriment. I could her people sing and offer quiet praises, like the world greatest miracle had just occurred.
"Such a beautiful miracle and blessing" the midwife said, taking one of us into her arms.
I tried to talk, to ask questions, what replaced my voice was the muffled cry of a baby. I wanted to move but my fragile body wouldn't respond. I felt weak and tired for some unknown reason.
What the hell was going on? Where was I? What had happened to me?
My body felt soft, tiny and unbearably helpless. My head felt terribly out of proportion, my limbs too weak to move. My vision were still blurry and unfocused but got tiny bit clearer as time passes.
The the door open and I heard footsteps, I tried to turn but I couldn't.
"She's sleeping my Lord. My lady had a successful childbirth, three healthy boys."
The man took us up gently one by one with the love of a father.
"A sign of blessings" his soft voice echo. "Quick! Clean them up and call the others. This is a cause for celebration for the morningstar family."
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Time blurred faster than I could hold on to. Being carried in a warm fabric from hand to hand, from one close chest to another. Everything was happening so fast.
I was able to confirm some things though. "Morningstar", "Lord Alaric", "Lady dustiness", "Young one". Those where the frequently mentioned names. My new family.
People who visited often talked about triplets being an omen of good luck and prosperity. How this heavens must favor this family. They often mentioned "Ken" but I still don't know what it means.
I've been reincarnated... Or rebirth. No wait!! Is this the afterlife? Or what happens after death?
Agrrh!!!
Just thinking alone zaps my strength. Every does in this weak body. Eat takes my strength, thinking zaps my strength, hell, even doing nothing zap my strength.
A new life, I'll just keep to myself and live off my parents if possible.
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The next few weeks confirmed my suspicion. Wherever I was, it definitely wasn't earth.
The mechanisms, the street lights and such, were all powered by a strange stone. I saw people wear robes and tonic, well, I'd wear them myself.
Medieval times.
I saw servant light up candle with their fingers, dry up clothes by harnessing the wind. People who cure sickness by just hearing the symptoms. I was truly a marvel.
I observed my siblings too, all of them. Miranda, the oldest was kind and soft hearted. She treated everyone with respect, even the maids.
Then we have Amiel and Amon, my two birth brothers. They were entitled brats, I get it's their birthright to get what they want, after all we are wealthy but still, they were too loud, needy and fussy.
Day blurred onto months, and months into years. And so my 13th birthday arrived. The most important day of any child in Briston...