So i waited in my room for what would next approach me. Even though i had a renewed confidence in the substance of my spirit it still seemed hard enough to accept the potentiality of what was to come. I waited what seemed like hours alone waiting and analyzing every corner of the room. From the beautiful high ceilings and great archways to the long a glazed marble floors. I gazed upon every specific and select detail of the great carved canopy bed's head bored, foot bored, and posts. Each unique and delicate carving only took me farther and farther away into the depths of my own mind. There i couldn't help but spend the time thinking about home. Something i had not done in depth since my ride to the city.
See my mother was killed when i was only one year old and i don't have much recollection of her other than what i have learned of her through my aunt, my father's sister, which is not much. After she died i was placed in temporary homes until my aunt learned of me, at the age of three, and sought me out. When she found me she says i was underfed, neglected, and over all abused. I guess a part of me just blocked all these things out as i can only remember bits and pieces of those years and those memories are random and fleeting. Anyhow my aunt is a wonderful woman although she did not always have the best financial condition she made me feel loved understood and important. My fondest memories of my childhood spent with her were the times we spent in the mirror together where she would tell me to recite this affirmation while hugging myself "I love what i see when i look at me!" These words seemed funny at the time but little did i fully understand the love and confidence she was filling me with to face this cold and sometimes cruel world. Each day she would come and pick me and her son,who i refer to as my brother, up from the academy and on our walk home she would take us to the park. The last remaining parts of what was left of nature where i come from.
In the world i come from it is polluted over-populated and crowed to say the least. Most of the natural resources renewable and nonrenewable, have been greedily used up and by the time my children will be born and growing up there will be even less and possibly nothing for them. This is part of the reason i chose to go on this journey in order to salvage the only option of what could be a brighter day for my future children. The place i come from is a dieing planet the skies are almost always grey with smog and pollution and when ever the sun does decide to come out the people are so unequipped to deal with the high radiation content from the destroyed ozone, that the people are advised to stay inside. Most of my generation has learned how to adapt to that sort of environment, but i hadn't i still longed for and dreamed of being amongst the trees and in direct sunlight like my ancestors. My aunt told me that long ago our people specifically did nothing but that. Auntie told me that our ancestors were the most ancient bloodlines on the planet. That we were the original people of the planet, she would always point out our dark skin and tightly curled hair as markers that we once danced in the suns rays and our dark skin was our protection. She also told me that our tightly curled hair is like the foliage of the trees and that it took the energy of the sun in and helped our body to properly receive it. This was completely different from what i had learned at academy but i knew she was telling the truth. Here was a woman who took great pride in her honesty she wouldn't even lie when she needed to so why would she start now. With that genuine look in her eye and the soft yet stern confident tone in her voice that she only used when speaking of serious matters i at least knew that she believed it but something in my spirit told me that it was true. I guess you can say that's how i ended up here my curiosity for what came before me. A search for the truth of who or what my people were, and who or where i personally came from. It's crazy how the universe works as it seems like these answers were patiently awaiting me here in this time and this world. As these answers unfolded they seemed to be greater than i could have ever imagined. Just as i was in my head figuring out and thinking of all these things, a great thudding knock came from the door. I jumped up to open it and it was an escort to take me to the royal court, it was time. My destiny was calling and i had to answer.
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