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PostPosted: Thu Apr 30, 2015 10:37 am


For a long time my memory has always been as

clear as day, yet I there are some I keep locked away because they're hard

to take in, no I'm not saying they're bad or good, but, I simply do not wish to

recall what that memory is. However there is one that certainly moves me in a

way that feels like wind blowing around the skin, I remember the time I first

step foot onto this planet when it was as young and vibrant and filled with life

and energy, it was almost bliss and enlightening, but even in such

environment, there's always danger present in every nook and cranny so

fleeing for shelter is what any creature would do when they're out of their

elements. Despite all danger, I still found beauty on this world and no matter

how much I want to get off this rock, I simply cannot do it even if I have the

technology to destroy it, my heart trembles to the horrifying thought of

annihilating such magnificent fauna, flora, and humanoids, though they are

still at their earliest of age, evolution is simply too wonderful to break.

This planet is almost like home, yet much more than that and it's untouched

by other species of which I'm not sure exist yet, though these large

animals seem to have quite a difficult time yet some of the smaller ones

seem to have a keen intelligence amongst each other than being alone,

they're fast, fierce, smart, and deadly, and yet when I approach them they

don't act like predators around me but rather they seem to be intrigued in a

way that they don't bite when I touch their skin even though I feel their

jaw, they don't move to rip my hand off it's socket and for the time being I

grew fond of these creatures, then before my leave, I waved them farewell

though not being as intelligent as I was, they simply turned around and

vanish into the forest, as I journey into this world of which I'm now bound

to call home.
 
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