04-17-2022, 01:25 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-17-2022, 01:51 PM by sunchild. Edited 1 time in total.)
newborn sunrays caress the brow, the eyelid and the lacrimal caruncle, but never the sandy iris and not yet the stone pupil. they move down the wall of the graveditch valley, until they finally reach the isolated plinth.
and upon it, something stirs.
the babe is fearless, and makes no noise upon finding itself somewhere bright and windswept.
the stirring in its gut, however, is a different issue altogether. it causes it to crawl over to the very edge of the peak, where its head pokes over and calls out for its absent mother.
the acoustics of the Eye repeat and return the cry manyfold to it.
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and upon it, something stirs.
the babe is fearless, and makes no noise upon finding itself somewhere bright and windswept.
the stirring in its gut, however, is a different issue altogether. it causes it to crawl over to the very edge of the peak, where its head pokes over and calls out for its absent mother.
the acoustics of the Eye repeat and return the cry manyfold to it.
hello all! :D i'm a newcomer to this site, and i've decided to run a little experiment. i've made accounts for six three-weeks-old dog puppies, and with each of them i will post in a different pack territory. my goal is none, really. what happens to the pup is completely up to whoever finds it, and this does very much encompass both killing and adopting it. i'm doing this for the sake of seeing what happens, and getting acquainted with the site, its writers and characters in a way that'd be entertaining to me. i hope we all get to hame fun aaaand maybe commit some infanticide! ;D
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