Light of Life

  All was soft...

  A floating warmth of love and growth. Gentle times for a gentle life. Her companions were here, her Guardian's voice speaking of love and bringing growth as a gentle bouncing occurred with each of her heartbeats. She didn't question the presence or origin of the Guardian, or of herself and the companions. Their presence was simply truth. The Guardian was strength and love, she was all around the Pup, everything she needed. She grew and expanded with the nourishment provided. Her companions did as well... Sometimes they would knock into each other in soft waves, their developing skin and fur warming each other like warm spring winds blowing into the winter terrain.

  Nothing was to be compared. No, this was perfect. It was bliss. The Guardian protected and grew her and companions, the Guardian was sweet and soft. Special care was taken and their environment was kept gentle. The Pup's rocking was soft and pacing, and the voice of the Guardian was a booming peace to them.

  The Pup grew and grew in her the perfect environment of her Guardian's realm. Her companions brushed against her more often as they grew alongside her, their fur pressed against her's as a cloud nudges the mountain peek in the morning. They were warm and peaceful, they gave the same peace to her as the Guardian did. 

  There was another voice that occasionally accompanied the Guardian's. His poured out of love, for the pup could tell when the Guardian's heart would flutter faintly in joy at the sound of His. Each time He spoke, the pup would listen to the excelled rhythm of the Guardian's heart. What a powerful thing to bring such a change to her Guardian it was. It brought the Pup joy, and she knew that this voice was a lovely thing, as the Guardian was. The Voice of Love..

  Many times passed. The Guardian's heartbeat slowed and sped as the wake turned to rest, and the rest to wake. She could only tell such things by the rocking and the awakened beat of the Guardian's heart that occurred during the days, and the silent rest of the world in the night. As the time passed, the Guardian's space was being filled.. The Pup's companions grew as largely and quickly as she. As their bodies expanded and formed, their gentle caresses turned to a desperate shoving and occasional kicking.

When the violence occurred and the Pup and her companions kicked and contested for the sake of room to grow and expand, The Guardian would laugh, Her heart fluttering with love to settle the frustrated souls of the Pup and her companions within Her. The Pup found contentment in this. She would live with the lack of room, shared with her companions, she trusted her Guardian.....

 A fateful day.. a crashing and clashing. A loss of all things good and peaceful. Her entire life had turned to chaos in a mere moment. A silent rumble took effect. To the Pup's own horror, a horribly tortured sound boomed through her shaken domain. The Guardian had let out a pained cry, it shook the Pup's reality to the core. Her heart raced, booming rapidly as she could hear the pounding beat of the war drum from the Guardian's heart. Her companions had a similar reaction. A chaos had been initiated, and there was no way to calm it. The Guardian's steps were hurried,  rocking the Pup and her companions strongly as the the Voice of Love was heard. He had the same unpeacful tone as the Guardian did, an anxiousness that would not be sated.. The Pup could tell something was horribly wrong, an impending doom was upon them. 

When The Guardian came to a rest, that's when her subtle chaos turned to a reality of hell. She made a fruitless attempt to grunt in pain as a powerful unseen force pulled her strongly, then pushed her from her comfortably placement with a violently painful shove. She listened as the Guardian grunted as well; what was happening.. The hell was strong and overpowering. This hell her Guardian could not guard her from, the weight came over the Pup and all three of her companions as a ocean breaking upon the sands of the sea shore. Her companions were experiencing the same hell as she was and it hurt her to think it- what was happening, they were moving away from their home, from their peace, it was gone, it was wrong everything was shattering.. 

Her fear was overwhelming her to the point she knew this would be the End; the End of the Guardian, the End of her Companions, the End of the voice of Love that was there with Guardian, not even He could help them now. A light was there, a stinging cold, a bitter hardness beneath her-

And then, a Guardian's Smile..