11-24-2018, 02:48 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 600px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 550px; padding: 0px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]The darkness scared them in the beginning. It was sudden, and yet they could not recall what had come before it. A panic, gasping for air in the dense, dark mass that surrounded them. Eventually they settled. They let it wash over them, wrap its arms around them in a comforting embrace. For a while, they stayed like that. A voice in their mind repeated a mantra of I love yous to them, soft and loving, a warmth that felt vastly different from the cold that encompassed them. It wasn't an unpleasant cold. Something akin to sad contentedness, satisfied and yet not quite happy about it.
They couldn't know how much time had passed. The darkness hummed around them, soothed them and urged them to sleep, but somewhere in the pitch black they saw a flickering light. Curiosity fluttered; they ignored the soft tugging that told them to simply let it be, floated on. As they neared the bright the voice echoing in their head grew louder. Still soft, but the closer they came, the more distressed the voice. They came to stop before the hovering light.
They lifted a paw. Hesitated. Glanced back into the empty darkness, then back to the light; they touched it with a toe, surprised that it was similar to water. Their paw dipped in, and without a second look back, their body followed.
Expectation was to wake to light, not more darkness. Some leaked through, but it blurred, and something above him shifted so he was in the dark again. Seemed he also woke to suffocation. Ah, but what was smothering him? A quiet whine breathed out of his nostrils and into the mess of softness surround him. He twisted his head slightly and managed to free his muzzle from it, jaws opening slightly to inhale the most air he could.
It took a few moments for him to process everything. His mind was hazed and clouded, slow in everything it tried to do. He wasn't completely sure of what was going on, but he felt warmth within him, swelling and making him feel as though he might burst. The smell of strawberries with an underlying hint of smoke filled his senses; in that moment, though he knew not who he or this being on top of him was, he decided he loved strawberries. His paws that held stiff in the air relaxed and slowly settled into the satin fur wrapped around him, and with a sigh, he closed his eyes and pushed his nose into the other's neck fur. Words weren't needed then, not yet. He was sure they could both feel the strange connection between them. A string that tugged, held them together, the feeling of love so strong between them it almost didn't feel real. But for now, he was okay with this. He was okay with setting aside what problems of identity crept into the back of his mind, if he could only have a few more moments wrapped in the other's warm embrace.
They couldn't know how much time had passed. The darkness hummed around them, soothed them and urged them to sleep, but somewhere in the pitch black they saw a flickering light. Curiosity fluttered; they ignored the soft tugging that told them to simply let it be, floated on. As they neared the bright the voice echoing in their head grew louder. Still soft, but the closer they came, the more distressed the voice. They came to stop before the hovering light.
They lifted a paw. Hesitated. Glanced back into the empty darkness, then back to the light; they touched it with a toe, surprised that it was similar to water. Their paw dipped in, and without a second look back, their body followed.
Expectation was to wake to light, not more darkness. Some leaked through, but it blurred, and something above him shifted so he was in the dark again. Seemed he also woke to suffocation. Ah, but what was smothering him? A quiet whine breathed out of his nostrils and into the mess of softness surround him. He twisted his head slightly and managed to free his muzzle from it, jaws opening slightly to inhale the most air he could.
It took a few moments for him to process everything. His mind was hazed and clouded, slow in everything it tried to do. He wasn't completely sure of what was going on, but he felt warmth within him, swelling and making him feel as though he might burst. The smell of strawberries with an underlying hint of smoke filled his senses; in that moment, though he knew not who he or this being on top of him was, he decided he loved strawberries. His paws that held stiff in the air relaxed and slowly settled into the satin fur wrapped around him, and with a sigh, he closed his eyes and pushed his nose into the other's neck fur. Words weren't needed then, not yet. He was sure they could both feel the strange connection between them. A string that tugged, held them together, the feeling of love so strong between them it almost didn't feel real. But for now, he was okay with this. He was okay with setting aside what problems of identity crept into the back of his mind, if he could only have a few more moments wrapped in the other's warm embrace.
[align=center][div style="font-size:17pt;line-height:1.1;color:white;font-family:impact"][i]hello my old heart