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owo what is this

8/917 acorns
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366 words

How much time has it passed? Years? Months? I can’t really tell.
I am still getting used to the whole “Being Alive Again” thing. It is something I haven’t felt in centuries. Sight, Hearing, Smell, Taste, Touch.
Although, I am just feeling the first two ones.
I am not quite allowed to interact with the outside world.
Something, someone, has forced me inside a non-space. It looks like an island, with just a singular large tree.
He forced me inside a non-space.
I got covered with lies, it seems. And these lies accompanied me here.
I couldn’t be surprised, of course that would happen, considering who I was talking about.
The Lie ran across the forest, and I watched.
The Lie found…a thing. It looked like a cat. It was holding a sock in its mouth.
The Lie stalked them for no particular reason, it was as bored as they were.
It still felt monotone.
We still felt monotone.
The sock, which seemed to be alive, noticed the stalking.
It tried to kick around, wiggle off the cat bee’s maw, which was taking flight.
The Lie lunged. The cat bee wasn’t fast enough.
It didn’t stand a chance.
I watched.
The Lie and I just felt a short-lived rush of something.
What was it? I don’t know. I couldn’t know. As soon as it came, it went away. I couldn’t even get to process it.
It didn’t even matter.
Nothing mattered.
The Lie got the sock, who was trying to run away.
The rush was smaller. We barely even felt it before going to the traditional numbness.
I don’t get the appeal. It just wants to kill things. It doesn’t even want to work in the goal.
Because it wasn’t even its goal. Not anymore.
It had given up on going to our home. Its mind became simple.
Disgusting.
I’m forced to live through the eyes of a mindless, albeit sapient, beast.
Unless he decides to actually work.
We know he also needs it.
Needs us. No. There’s no us. He needs me. He knows it.
He just needs an incentive.

I just need to convey it to this creature. If I can even communicate with it.

Description

owo what is this

8/917 acorns
-----------------

366 words

How much time has it passed? Years? Months? I can’t really tell.
I am still getting used to the whole “Being Alive Again” thing. It is something I haven’t felt in centuries. Sight, Hearing, Smell, Taste, Touch.
Although, I am just feeling the first two ones.
I am not quite allowed to interact with the outside world.
Something, someone, has forced me inside a non-space. It looks like an island, with just a singular large tree.
He forced me inside a non-space.
I got covered with lies, it seems. And these lies accompanied me here.
I couldn’t be surprised, of course that would happen, considering who I was talking about.
The Lie ran across the forest, and I watched.
The Lie found…a thing. It looked like a cat. It was holding a sock in its mouth.
The Lie stalked them for no particular reason, it was as bored as they were.
It still felt monotone.
We still felt monotone.
The sock, which seemed to be alive, noticed the stalking.
It tried to kick around, wiggle off the cat bee’s maw, which was taking flight.
The Lie lunged. The cat bee wasn’t fast enough.
It didn’t stand a chance.
I watched.
The Lie and I just felt a short-lived rush of something.
What was it? I don’t know. I couldn’t know. As soon as it came, it went away. I couldn’t even get to process it.
It didn’t even matter.
Nothing mattered.
The Lie got the sock, who was trying to run away.
The rush was smaller. We barely even felt it before going to the traditional numbness.
I don’t get the appeal. It just wants to kill things. It doesn’t even want to work in the goal.
Because it wasn’t even its goal. Not anymore.
It had given up on going to our home. Its mind became simple.
Disgusting.
I’m forced to live through the eyes of a mindless, albeit sapient, beast.
Unless he decides to actually work.
We know he also needs it.
Needs us. No. There’s no us. He needs me. He knows it.
He just needs an incentive.

I just need to convey it to this creature. If I can even communicate with it.