Ken was winging his way back into time but without any actual direction or specified time his electrons were sent into the river of time. Zooming along Ken could see the tunnel and river of events passing him. Time and years passed him by till he saw something that in his memory made him think this was his place to be.
Reaching a hand out he was sent roaring up a backwater and suddenly found himself standing idle on a dusty street.
Calmly he stood there and with slow movements looked around.
The scene was of some poor village with mud shanty houses and stone foundations. People dressed in long throws and toga's were walking about as were cows. pigs, and dogs.
A sound which brings a friendly sensation makes him turn to his left. There standing next to him is one female donkey. Her scent draws him closer and with some deep seeded intent he seeks out her teats to feed.
Mindless in his ways ken is accepting himself as a colt of this donkey. He swishes his short tail and brays softly making her know he loves her for being his mother.
Two men approach and begin to untie his rein from the post which he and mom are tied.
"Be of care there, what do ye, why thee untie the colt?" asked a man in his gruff voice.
Ken looks up the milk still dripping from his black lips.
""The Lord has need of him!" is the reply from the two men.
A tug on his rein and obediantly Ken walks behind the men his thoughts in a whirl as he wonders why he knows this and from from where?