The room feels like it is getting smaller everyday. I used to be able to move freely around the space; but in the last few weeks I feel constricted.

What seemed like an endless supply of yummy food has recently diminished greatly. At times I feel my stomach rumble out of hunger.

I heard distance voices, ones that I am familiar with. But I cannot perceive their source. Everyday a girl comes and sings to me it sounds so pretty. I try to call to her but my voice is too weak to reach her ears. When there is silence I feel great sadness often crying for long periods of time.

Today something strange happened the old woman spoke to me through the walls. Her voice was crystal clear.

"Ahriman! It's time to come out Rebecca wants to play with you." The voice was accompanied by a tapping on the wall of the room. It was so fierce it scared me a little. What was happening?! Am I going to die?! I am so hungry! I felt despair and I began to wail uncontrollably.

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But then a voice broke through the chaos:

Little child, be not afraid

 The rain pounds harsh against the glass

 Like an unwanted stranger There is no danger, I am here tonight

little child, be not afraid 

Though thunder explodes and lightning flash 

Illuminates your tear stained face, I am here tonight

And someday you'll know 

That nature is so 

The same rain that draws you near me Falls on rivers and land

On forests and sand Makes the beautiful world that you'll see 

In the morning

I pressed my ear up against the wall so I could hear her better. I needed to find the source of the voice that lifted my heart to the heavens. Using my legs I pressed with all my strength, I heard a loud crack! Then I tumbled through into the blinding light, then I saw my Angel.

Even though I was still slimy and putrid smelling she picked me up and hugged me.

She squealed in delight, "granny he is perfect! I love him! I heard you crying inside your egg and I wanted to make you feel better"

I just trilled stupidly as a response unable to form words. My Sovereign, My light, my Rebecca.