Fear.
Knowing pain is coming.
Knowing he must face this pain.
In order to bring life.
He was created for this.
It is his despair and joy.
The breath taken from his lips as another nail dug in.
The sweat rolling down his face.
The uncomfort of it.
The final pain.
The final second.
The final breath.
Death.
Fear.
Knowing pain is coming.
Knowing she must face this pain.
In order to bring life.
She was created for this.
It is her despair and joy.
The breath taken from her lips as another contraction dug in.
The sweat rolling down her face.
The uncomort of it.
The final pain.
The final second.
The first breath.
Life.
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