Harder to Breath.

He was starting to get a little better understanding, determined to inspect every inch of this place and make good of it. He wasn't ready to give up yet, wasn't ready to admit he was lost and wandering. But soon he would find a friendly face, soon he would get the answers he needed. It wasn't like he had anything to attach himself too, so many colors swirling in his head it made him dizzy. His molten hues the same shade as the lava pools, just as burning and alive.

He paused on a cropping of rock, pale hide a stark contrast to the burnt surroundings. He huffed in silence, ears flung forth to seep up any sounds. He was an explorer now, on a grand adventure to get away from himself. But it was hot here too, and he started to pant like an over sized mutt. He lifted his head to the air and let loose a short sharp woof, curious to see if any might be lurking. This was a mysterious place, a dreamscape of shadows where anything might happen.

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