to find your worth

Darkness swirled before her eyes in all it's muted colors, as it had since the beginning of time. Dark that was not dark. Dark that seemed to be giving her life and sensation. Naudir could feel her senses stretching out, feel the disturbance of her previous equilibrium as pressure began to build and the world around her started shifting and writhing. Visions swirled in her head, things she had no words for and not enough understanding, all was darkness and color and sensation.

Her body shivered as she bridged the chasm from warmth to cold. She could feel something massaging her, moving her next to the warm fur of a being she instinctively knew as her mother. She drank in the scent but not the milk and would only snuggle next to the warmth of her mother.

"Speech"