His world turned upside down as his senses slowly returned.
"It's him, isn't it?"
"It has to be him!"
"We've waited so long!"
When Father regained consciousness,
he wasn't alone.
A strange boy hovered excitedly around him ..
"It's really him!"
The boy looked about ten years old,
drowning inside a shirt far too big for him,
a hood pulled low over his golden-blonde hair,
bright blue eyes sparkling with life.
He shouted happily when he saw Abraham:
"It's him! Right, sis?"
He turned excitedly toward another figure.
That's when Father noticed her ..
a woman with dark skin and jet-black hair,
her muscular build the very definition of a warrior.
With a deep frown, she muttered:
"Is this really the one we've waited all this time for?"
"Of course it is!"
"Calm down, you're scaring him!"
More figures appeared...
A man with long black hair and black eyes,
carrying a massive spear strapped to his back.
