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I awoke with a start, it is dark I am in a open grave. I craw out of the grave to see a lone man sitting on a near by headstone. He is a younger man more of a boy really. He stands and walks towards me, as he reaches the grave he crouches and says, " you have been born anew."

"Here take my hand child." he says. "Child look who you are calling a child." I reply back. "I am your maker, and i am almost a thousand years old." he sated as if i should have known this fact like the day is bright and the night is dark. I look around and I see no one else, so i clasp his out stretched arm. With me above ground again I see a carriage with a driver and a small team of horses.