I can still remember the sight of my mother’s face when she left me.
“Waaah!! Waaaah!!”
“I…I am sorry my sweet Alcides….the path I take is one I cannot take you with…”
She had a beautiful, sorrowful face and eyes like polished emerald, I can even remember the scent of her hair, a light fragrance of lily’s.
She leaves with tears in her eyes as I was left at the doorsteps of an orphanage in some random street in the middle of nowhere.
After a bit, a person in a black robe that covered their face hiding all of their features came up to me and picked me up.
“Forgive me Ouranos…but I can’t let this child of hers be abandoned.”
That was the only time I would ever see my biological mother and the first time I meet one who I would call father/mother.
I remember it clear as day, since my soul hasn’t been bleached and returned to the cycle of samsara, this was my 2nd go in life…a life that I won’t waste, my soul won’t die in a 9 to 5 job, it won’t feel the meaningless of existence…this hopefully will be a life one filled amazing feats that I can etch my name into the annals of history of this world.