04-04-2018, 11:32 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: ;;"]Circe was an orphan.
In the thick forest of the marsh, three cats lived; Circe and her two parents. Her mother and father had come from lands distant and escaped to live a peaceful life with their surviving child. Circe didn't ask what happened to her siblings. Every time that was brought up, she had to watch the facial muscles of her mother conform into one of fear, and she didn't like that.
The three were alone and content with their lives. They were simply loners who lived in harmony with their surroundings. Though one day, the forest betrayed them. One day Circe woke up and her parents didn't.
She was only four months old. How was she supposed to live in a world without her parents? She was so young she couldn't deduct the way they had died, but there was no external injuries. Their faces were calm as if they couldn't see their own death coming. With no time to grieve, the child wandered out, unaware of what had truly happened- she was too young to process the concept of death- and stumbled into a mysterious group of animals.
They didn't ask where she came from and lived among them- it had been a few days now. Here, she was fed and watched over and so she enjoyed it, although perhaps she would never understand what had happened to her parents. This morning, sunlight streamed through the leaves and the feline looked up, a bittersweet feeling in her gut. This was home now, so she'd have to accept it.
A lot of the times, she saw animals just yell out their names and they'd get attention, and today Circe was feeling somewhat lonely, and so she joined the bandwagon. "Hey! My name's Circe! I'm kind of new here! Please be nice to me!"
In the thick forest of the marsh, three cats lived; Circe and her two parents. Her mother and father had come from lands distant and escaped to live a peaceful life with their surviving child. Circe didn't ask what happened to her siblings. Every time that was brought up, she had to watch the facial muscles of her mother conform into one of fear, and she didn't like that.
The three were alone and content with their lives. They were simply loners who lived in harmony with their surroundings. Though one day, the forest betrayed them. One day Circe woke up and her parents didn't.
She was only four months old. How was she supposed to live in a world without her parents? She was so young she couldn't deduct the way they had died, but there was no external injuries. Their faces were calm as if they couldn't see their own death coming. With no time to grieve, the child wandered out, unaware of what had truly happened- she was too young to process the concept of death- and stumbled into a mysterious group of animals.
They didn't ask where she came from and lived among them- it had been a few days now. Here, she was fed and watched over and so she enjoyed it, although perhaps she would never understand what had happened to her parents. This morning, sunlight streamed through the leaves and the feline looked up, a bittersweet feeling in her gut. This was home now, so she'd have to accept it.
A lot of the times, she saw animals just yell out their names and they'd get attention, and today Circe was feeling somewhat lonely, and so she joined the bandwagon. "Hey! My name's Circe! I'm kind of new here! Please be nice to me!"
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malphas + henri + amnia