to stubborn to see i've been mentally unable to find,
serenity, i'm living in this faded reality
serenity, i'm living in this faded reality
It warmed Kas that there were still such wonders in the world, ones that seemed so small but were, in fact, large. Here were two creatures from a completely different land-- she couldn’t really grasp the concept of ‘aliens’, as everything, to her, was just a different continent (she had no idea how big the world was!)-- who had found each other again in this new one. An amazing feat in the scope of the size of everything. It made her heart feel less hard even if she felt smaller than a speck of stardust. “That’s incredible,” she said, earnest and breathy, sounding for all the world like the little lost girl again, a bird with crooked wings freshly freed from her tower cage. “That you found your sister again.”
Pol seemed quite unsettled by the state of her tail, which Kas found wholly incredible, even with a giant chunk taken out of it. Her own rear had a normal tail, short cropped and prone to tangling, white hair stained with muck. Plain, banal, and ugly, even.
“No, I believe I’m fine, thank you,” Kas said, checking herself over for injuries. She was fine, save for the muck that was slowly encrusting itself to her bulk. It felt fine now but soon it would itch and smell. She winced. “Perhaps a bath is in order. Short order.”
