Two figures shrouded in thought stood poised between worlds observing a consciousness reawakening in a new body. Neither corporeal nor ethereal the two simply were. Unknown and above the concerns of humankind these transcended beings were left to their own devices. For those who have transcended exist in a higher dimension difficult to perceive and understand by lower-dimensionals.
That is except for a short period of time after the reawakening, when the true-self, the eternal intelligence of the before, the now, and the future quickens in a new body.
Infant babies newly entered into the cycle can for a short time perceive as they are not bound by the limitations of older humans. Humans who have forgotten the past and are locked in their own dimensional quagmire governed by rules and laws of their own making.
“I thought I’d find you here.”
“mm? Ah yes. Hello Moira.”
“Gereth.” she greeted. “Is it time?”
“mm, just so.”
The immortals observed in silence as an intelligence synchronized with a newly conceived baby boy’s body quickening as a single entity one part perfection the other ultimately flawed as they formed and united as one. A pairing that would last until death or ascendancy, though the latter happens only once a century. Or as of late, once every several centuries. For as the level of science and technology increases so too does the rate of ascendancy decrease. It has always been so.
And so they waited and observed until it was done.
Gereth reached out with his mind and soothed the new little human. Peace young one. All will be well.
In return, he felt a surprisingly strong feeling of warmth, excitement, and eagerness.
“He’s a strong one Moira. Such a presence at so young an age.”
Moira watched on and listened to Gereth. Strong indeed she thought. A boy to watch, this little one.
