Being Born

Being Born

[Translated from Kenshi Yonezu's Japanese original.]

Being Born

She was going to be born.

Being Born

It wouldn't be long, now, until it was to happen.

Being Born

Her love learned that she was going to be born.

Being Born

He went to work in the day, and would without fail come home at an appointed time in the evening.

Being Born

He brought her flowers nearly every day.

They were her favorite kind of flowers.

Being Born

Whenever she was in terrible pain, he held and consoled her.

Being Born

He was always by her side.

Being Born
Being Born

Once she knew that she would be born, she came to think back on many things.

Being Born

Many, many things.

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Being Born
Being Born
Being Born

She suddenly asked her love something.

"Honey?"

Being Born

"Do you think I'll go to heaven, or to hell?"

Being Born

He replied.

"That's up to you."

Being Born

She smiled slightly.

Being Born
Being Born

Her body felt very tired all of a sudden.

Being Born

She succumbed to the sleepiness and nodded off, closing her eyes.

Being Born

And she dreamt.

Being Born

She was moving through a cramped, dark corridor.

Being Born

As she pressed on, she heard a voice.

Being Born

And she was enveloped in light.

Being Born
Being Born
Being Born
Being Born
Being Born

Fin

Afterword

I decided I'd draw something symbolic and minimalistic.