Becoming, Part XIII I once thought that I was invincible. I think you can see how I arrived at that conclusion. After all, nothing in the span of my years had ever presented a true threat to me: not my siblings, not animals I encountered in the woods, and not humans, who I had once … Continue reading Becoming, Part XIV
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Becoming, Part XIII
Becoming, Part I Becoming, Part XII Rystala did not easily accept her fate. She screamed and cried for help, even as, from beneath her bed, she withdrew a sword. It took me by surprise, though of course I was not concerned. I would not have expected her to possess as word, let alone wield one. … Continue reading Becoming, Part XIII
Becoming, Part XII
First Entry: Becoming, Part I Latest Entry: Becoming, Part XI The humans removed me from the village. Perhaps this should not have surprised me, but it did, at the time. Rystala stormed off after my proclamation, but I simply sat and waited for her, expecting that, as this was her home, she would be forced to return … Continue reading Becoming, Part XII
Becoming, Part XI
Becoming, Part X I did not follow Rystala’s instructions to the letter. After she left, I finished the tea, pouring a new cup for myself from the kettle while I considered my next move. It seems that I was passable enough as a human, now, that she had not questioned leaving me alone in her … Continue reading Becoming, Part XI
Becoming, Part IX
I didn’t know which human to approach first, or even what proper protocol might be for approaching one of the humans. Instead, I began by walking straight down one of the paths that had been cut into the hillside. It wavered a bit from right to left as it travelled between the terraces, but at … Continue reading Becoming, Part IX
Becoming, Part VII
Becoming, Part VI It is an odd thing, to exist in two places at once. It is a circumstance which I suspect the vast majority of beings do not ever have the opportunity to experience. I experience it often, now, and I have become accustomed to the difficulties of manipulating multiple bodies in tandem; of … Continue reading Becoming, Part VII
Becoming, Part V
I did learn something from that woman, but it was not what I asked to be taught. I learned that, even with all of the shreds of humanity I had absorbed over the years, even with all of the time I spent with Telan, the human mind and its workings and motivations were still entirely … Continue reading Becoming, Part V
Becoming, Part IV
As I waited for the approach of the Roamers, I did two things. First, I collected food from my surroundings in a way that required little effort. I generally refrained from consuming anything that I considered to be of less value than a human meal, but I made an exception, since for the second time … Continue reading Becoming, Part IV
Becoming, Part III
Becoming, Part II The first thing I did was begin to circulate nutrients through the eye to keep it alive and functioning. I didn’t know the scientific terms for what I was doing, nor did I realize how complex and impressive my own actions were. I knew only what I had gleaned from my years … Continue reading Becoming, Part III
Becoming, Part II
Part I To say simply that I knew Telan would be disingenuous, at least when taking the normal connotations of that statement under full consideration. I came to know a great many humans, and other sapient beings, once I began to walk among them in my guise. I didn’t know Telan as one might a … Continue reading Becoming, Part II
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