Hoshor Plains dear child,

she had been a dream once, nothing more than a far thought cast to a large ocean of rushing waves. yet she grew now, floating in the sea she had known the entire length of her small life. there were two others here beside her, two others to keep her company. and with them she dreamed. 

she knew nothing of life, but she could dream of the vast stars. she could not hear, but the sound of waves crashing along the shoreline rang in her ears all the same. each kick to her mother's side a paddle in the depths of the ocean. 

but then came the storm, and torn from her was the body she knew as sister. the contractions pushed the girl towards her fate but she would not go. the ocean sung it's goodbye, and as the water turned to a cool air zephyra filled her lungs for the first time. 

a cry for her mother, a cry for her sister, and as the night set, a cry for her brother who joined them in celebration. she drunk herself to a dream once more, the first of many to lull her to sleep.