Fading World
12-22-2013, 06:03 PM
![[Image: tumblr_mxlyymVOUz1sh0juuo1_500.png]](https://31.media.tumblr.com/7b6473609452d2e3641103b6a0befb5d/tumblr_mxlyymVOUz1sh0juuo1_500.png) Murky warmth, darkness, safety. These concepts were all that he had known, and not a one more defined than a simple speck floating between his small, closed ears. His world was a haze of dull sensations, the occasional twitch of a muscle, a kick. He was growing, growing. He did not understand when his world began to shift and shake. It was no longer him pushing out at the world, but the world drawing in on him. It was getting tight, too tight. He didn't understand. It was squeezing, it was too tight. All at once he burst forth into existence, into the cold, musky air. His world shattered into a million fragments and was instantly reformed. His life had begun, he had arrived, and the day was his. His body knew what he should do, even if his infant mind could not comprehend the gravity of the situation. Slowly, inch by agonizing inch, he clawed his way across the barren floor. He was so hungry and though he did not know what it was he needed, his nose knew where he could find it. Inch by inch he went. Finally, he latched on and bit, sucking down sustenance. Soft things brushed him, and he was filled with a new scent he would also know and love. Mother... |