Jan 01 2018, 02:55 PM
As Rift emerged from the tunnel, he froze. He blinked, wondering if he was dreaming. No, he couldn't be dreaming. He could still feel, he could still smell. He remember exactly how he got here. This...this was real. It had to be real. It was real!
A tear appeared in his eye. This room...this room was beautiful. Every inch covered in green, mosses and plants and ferns and trees springing up from, well, everywhere. There was no part of this room that wasn't covered by friends. He was so overwhelmed by happiness that, for a few moments, he couldn't move.
The instant his shock wore off, however, he sprung forward. His paws sunk into the warm, soft earth and he sighed as the leaves of the bushes caressed his fur. He ran through the Maw of Mosses, enjoying every moment, every smell, every touch, and every sound. He was unconcerned with the volume in his ear anymore. It was loud, but he welcomed it. This room was amazing.
After a few minutes of running, he stopped in a small clearing and flopped to the ground. He lay on his back and rolled in the fresh, warm grass. Without really meaning to, he released magic into the earth and friends sprouted all around him. He had never been happier then he was in this moment. He pawed playfully at the leaves and laughed as they tickled his head. He was unconcerned with everything in the world. Right now, all that mattered is that he had found the perfect place for him.
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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.
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A tear appeared in his eye. This room...this room was beautiful. Every inch covered in green, mosses and plants and ferns and trees springing up from, well, everywhere. There was no part of this room that wasn't covered by friends. He was so overwhelmed by happiness that, for a few moments, he couldn't move.
The instant his shock wore off, however, he sprung forward. His paws sunk into the warm, soft earth and he sighed as the leaves of the bushes caressed his fur. He ran through the Maw of Mosses, enjoying every moment, every smell, every touch, and every sound. He was unconcerned with the volume in his ear anymore. It was loud, but he welcomed it. This room was amazing.
After a few minutes of running, he stopped in a small clearing and flopped to the ground. He lay on his back and rolled in the fresh, warm grass. Without really meaning to, he released magic into the earth and friends sprouted all around him. He had never been happier then he was in this moment. He pawed playfully at the leaves and laughed as they tickled his head. He was unconcerned with everything in the world. Right now, all that mattered is that he had found the perfect place for him.
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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.
tags: here
notes: here