In Jest (Draft 1)

He was born and named Innocent on the first day of a new moon.

Conceived one cool spring evening, he had grown in to the fruit of a loving relationship over the nine following months. Now the time had come for the umbilical chord to be cut in the warmth of a small country home on a cold winter’s night.

His first minutes in this world were spent clutching his mother’s breast as she held him close and smiled through her exhaustion. His father stood by with a damp cloth, dabbing his wife’s brow and beaming a mystified air of joy. A log fire cackled and added light to the candle lit room. A stray black cat peered in through one of the windows. Its eyes glinting with the flicker of the flames. Portraits of mythical beings hung on the walls and seemed to be watching and blessing the scene as the father bent over and said: “Welcome to your first day on Earth little one.”

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