I was black and beloved from the beginning. I had memories of the person I was when I was born. I was lost in the world of being less and the truth of the matter is that the world as we know it wanted me to stay there. I was not comfortable in the belly of the beast so I learned to gnaw at its insides and all the while learning to lve the best version of me.
I could say I was reborn but it never really felt like that. I was always the essence of something magical. I was stardust and made whole by a supreme force and his wisdom courses through my veins.
And once I realized that I was never the same.