Birth Cry (from Something Sacred)

Contractions to crowning to birth, and
Caela showing off their grandchild to
Singer’s tears of overwhelming joy.
Felicity, after screaming her head off in
amazingly colorful language, and
otherwise expending her legendary energy
in biological abandon, now is blissfully
happy to let her mom and dad extol her
virtues. She smiles, though wanly, at
Teren, sharing this moment of deep
satisfaction. New mother and baby
daughter, Solia, trade in their well-earned
exhaustion for sleep.

Caela knows that where Felicity has gone,
Maea won’t be far behind. She too takes
this opportunity to nap between
birthings.

Singer, with more emotional high than
even he knew possible, makes for the
woods to compose appropriately
expressive song in collaboration with
nature. She is certainly in a receptively
collaborative mood, brewing up a storm.
Loving the musicality of storm winds,
driving rain, crashing thunder, cracking
electricity, Singer exults. What a beautiful
day!

Maea’s child, though clearly moving
toward being born, has moved into an
inappropriate position for ease in exit.
Though not the norm, this situation is
not one with which Caela is unfamiliar.
She knows all it will take is intense
concentration into this newly forming
consciousness to guide the child into
position. First casting an aura of calm
through Maea to enhance relaxation, she
calmly links to the baby, so gently he feels
only the relaxed presence of mother love.

Despite the wildly loud storm picking up
outside, within the House all is secure.

Deep crack of thunder and accompanying
swath of light outside suddenly coincide
with crashing painful agony so loud it
reverberates throughout, it seems, the
world. In an instant lives are shattered as
one is lost, killed by the woods he loves.

There is nothing but screaming, blinding
pain. Caela can always feel it if she looks
there.

Maea, in shock and overload, suddenly
freed from the woozy peace of Caela’s
ministrations, goes through the motions
necessary to complete her separation
from newborn Larik. He appears a healthy,
if inconsolable, child. All his parts in their
right places seem to be functioning as
expected. Maea is in no condition to
notice what is missing, her mind
overtaken with Caela’s silent screaming.
http://caelastory.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-sacred-caelas-story.html

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