V e i l N e b u l a
Caught up in a palentary world
Each moment spent was a moment of learning.
New connections between sounds and meaning. New awareness for this very world. New everything in all aspects of the word. Small things others over looked, Veil saw for the first time, even if she still didn'tt understand the use of any of it just yet. THe grass was grass now, the sound melodic in her head, elongated like a whisper in the wind. But it didn't tell her the greenery was for eating, a foreign concept to one who had never had to eat before.
Everything was foreign, and most of it she had nothing to compare it to.
The very aspect of being on the rock she had crashed on was new, having spent her time previously from one point in space to the next, traveling as a shooting star, borrowing a gravity pull from a gravity pull to carry her further and further still. Seeing different constellations up close, learning to songs of the stars, having a place in their rudimentary lives. She was a star, even now, having fallen and held trapped by another's gravity field, she was still a star, and as such, she was still learning.
And she was embracing every moment of it too.
The very title of this other creature, the creature of soil and gold, who had taken the time to befriend her was the most important connection she could make, and that name was repeated, until finally she struggled, but she said it, and watching the smile stretch across her new friend's face was enlightening - to know she had done it right. But the steps couldn't stop, not with that second name, that had been repeated over the hundred of thousands of years that she was painfully crafted. The sentence structure may have been halting . . but who she was, who she had been, it was not. She heard part of it parroted back, with a greeting sound first, and she blinked at the shortened version before smiling at the other. She ignored the nod, her emotions to great.
Instead she pressed her cheek against Jane's in unspoken gratitude.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Jane
Notes:: I love this T.T
New connections between sounds and meaning. New awareness for this very world. New everything in all aspects of the word. Small things others over looked, Veil saw for the first time, even if she still didn'tt understand the use of any of it just yet. THe grass was grass now, the sound melodic in her head, elongated like a whisper in the wind. But it didn't tell her the greenery was for eating, a foreign concept to one who had never had to eat before.
Everything was foreign, and most of it she had nothing to compare it to.
The very aspect of being on the rock she had crashed on was new, having spent her time previously from one point in space to the next, traveling as a shooting star, borrowing a gravity pull from a gravity pull to carry her further and further still. Seeing different constellations up close, learning to songs of the stars, having a place in their rudimentary lives. She was a star, even now, having fallen and held trapped by another's gravity field, she was still a star, and as such, she was still learning.
And she was embracing every moment of it too.
The very title of this other creature, the creature of soil and gold, who had taken the time to befriend her was the most important connection she could make, and that name was repeated, until finally she struggled, but she said it, and watching the smile stretch across her new friend's face was enlightening - to know she had done it right. But the steps couldn't stop, not with that second name, that had been repeated over the hundred of thousands of years that she was painfully crafted. The sentence structure may have been halting . . but who she was, who she had been, it was not. She heard part of it parroted back, with a greeting sound first, and she blinked at the shortened version before smiling at the other. She ignored the nod, her emotions to great.
Instead she pressed her cheek against Jane's in unspoken gratitude.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Jane
Notes:: I love this T.T
Could you be my super nova girl?
