Post by Jake Rivers on Mar 27, 2006 20:56:41 GMT -5
Jake Rivers sat on the tree branch, smirking. He watched the others go by underneath him, not noticicing him. He looked over the horizon. Everything is differnt now. he thought. Even the Sun is darker. He smiled at the thought. No matter how perfect the place he lived in was, he still perffered the dark, endless mysteries of imperfection.
He jumped down and walked over to a small squirrel. He put out his hand, and the creature stepped up. Hello there. he thought. The squirell jumped with freight. It dashed into the hollow tree at the end of the path. "What the...?" he turned. Nothing.
did the squirell run from... me? Since when were animals scared of us? Am I becoming...different? He shook his head. No, it couldn't be. But could it?
He jumped down and walked over to a small squirrel. He put out his hand, and the creature stepped up. Hello there. he thought. The squirell jumped with freight. It dashed into the hollow tree at the end of the path. "What the...?" he turned. Nothing.
did the squirell run from... me? Since when were animals scared of us? Am I becoming...different? He shook his head. No, it couldn't be. But could it?