The world goes black and it does not immediately register with Anubias that something is amiss. He thinks it’s just something funny happening and tomorrow he’ll wake up in a patch of sunlight like he does every day. So he resolves to enjoy this while it lasts. Like a new game. He wishes his cousins were with him, it was the perfect setting for hide-and-seek.
The forest felt too close, too dark, so the young colt finds his way to the river instead. The metallic sheen of his coat is dulled but still reflects just the barest hint of light out here. The thoughts of others drift in and out of his head but today he does not mind. It reminds him that he’s not alone out here.
There is something following him, but he has not noticed yet.
Anubias finds his way to the river and wanders along the bank, happy to have the sound to give him a direction to follow. He hums softly to himself to drown out the thoughts (even though they aren’t bothering him, he’s still looking forward to the day when he’s mastered his mind-reading enough to keep them out altogether). The small shape following him trails a little bit, sniffing the air curiously.
It is no monster, but in the darkness - who can tell? |