Litotes wishes he had found this land earlier. Beqanna was full of magic. He was beginning to sense it pulsate around him. Even within his normalcy, he welcomes the feeling of life circling him. He discovered others - others that looked so vastly different and frightening that he kept his distance. Today, he was only just beginning to understand them.
As he wanders deeper into the different lands, he has no idea what to expect. Those with wings, colors he did not understand, powers he could smell lying just beneath their surfaces - the curious man could not help but to feel the tiniest twinge of fear. He wants to know more, but will not bring himself any closer. The call of the wild in this land proves to be intoxicating - Lie feels his caution lost to intoxication with each deep inhale.
“Hello,” he whispers to the trees growing sparser with each second.
He finds himself within mountains, the cool air refreshing and bold to the taste. Everything within this land was colorful, brilliant, full of supple and fruity scents. Here, he feels as if he could face what lies before him. Perhaps, these people are kind. Companionship haunts him.
Suddenly the smell changes. He knows there is a border here, an invisible line he will not cross. Litotes gazes longingly at the terrain before him, outlines of mountains and the tempting scent of crystalline water whispering to him. The scent of people grows stronger; Lie halts. He will not pass through a herd’s territory (Was it fear of confrontation or fear of meeting those who may understand?). Here, he ponders turning back.
As he wanders deeper into the different lands, he has no idea what to expect. Those with wings, colors he did not understand, powers he could smell lying just beneath their surfaces - the curious man could not help but to feel the tiniest twinge of fear. He wants to know more, but will not bring himself any closer. The call of the wild in this land proves to be intoxicating - Lie feels his caution lost to intoxication with each deep inhale.
“Hello,” he whispers to the trees growing sparser with each second.
He finds himself within mountains, the cool air refreshing and bold to the taste. Everything within this land was colorful, brilliant, full of supple and fruity scents. Here, he feels as if he could face what lies before him. Perhaps, these people are kind. Companionship haunts him.
Suddenly the smell changes. He knows there is a border here, an invisible line he will not cross. Litotes gazes longingly at the terrain before him, outlines of mountains and the tempting scent of crystalline water whispering to him. The scent of people grows stronger; Lie halts. He will not pass through a herd’s territory (Was it fear of confrontation or fear of meeting those who may understand?). Here, he ponders turning back.
litotes
want u to be happier
