Copyright 2012 by David Silver
It was my birthday. I had the unique advantage of knowing this despite just coming into being. I could feel the joy of my kin at my presence, and with it, so many feelings and images. I knew what they knew. It burned through me in dark waves. I could see our past and present and they blended together in a confusing pastiche of information. In an ideal universe, I would be permitted days, weeks, years, to sift through it all and determine my place, but we did not live in an ideal universe.
I could feel the insistent tugging of duty. Newborn or not, there were things that needed doing. First, I was to be given a true body. While our native energy form was majestic and flexible, there were many advantages to having a physical presence. I flowed towards the calling presence, and found a body, empty and waiting for me. In a flash, I could see its source. Screaming and panic as the body's old essence struggled futilely against its fate. It did not know the terrible truth. It is just as well that the essence has been removed, leaving the body clear for me to inhabit.