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Winter 2021, Night

Lilypad

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Eyes open.

It's dark, I'm falling, or at least I think I am. I take a breath, until I realize that there's no air in this place. Actually, the air here feels quiet and still. I'm not sure I can breathe. Everything feels strange and empty. I look down at my hands.

They aren't the hands I'm used to. Four clawed fingers and shiny water palms. I twist my neck to look over my body. White and blue. Large blue fins with an equally long tail and body. I move my hands to my face. Long whiskers, and fangs.

I.. I don't understand why.

I'm still freefalling, I can feel myself drifting wherever I am. I crank my neck to look down and up. I can't see the bottom nor the top. It's not until I do that, that I realize I'm not even sure which way is up or bottom. Whatever it is, the direction my body is facing feels like it's going down. With a quick effort, I try to motion myself upward. I'm not sure I'm moving at all, but I think I'm able to hold myself facing upward now.

I think I'm able to hear my thoughts well enough. Maybe.. Just a bit more clearly. I still don't understand though. Why here? Why this form..? I wonder, briefly, if I can change back to normal me. I try, just for a moment. I try thinking of my actual look, what I actually look like. For some reason, I can't though. I still feel different. Still large, still this way. I'm still here, stuck in this form.

Drifting. Still drifting through the darkness. It presses on me and my senses, my mind is eerily quiet. I'm still here. It scares me, and I'm not sure why.

I want to run away, to fly, to move, to do anything to get out of this strange void.

I can't run from myself though.

I can't run away from this. I can't run away from this body.

I look back down at my hands. Somehow, I'm able to sense it. In this strange place, I can see my face, somehow. I'm not sure if I like the look I'm able to perceive.

I'm alone.

It's just me. No one here to help, but myself.

I know who I am. I think I know what I am.

..But I don't know if I want to confront what I've avoided for so long.

I fall deeper into the darkness as it surrounds me. My senses slowly give way.

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Me? Working on this then falling asleep after? I have no idea what you're talking about.

Petunia's Style Challenge: But Why?
Nikko (c) Me

Description

Winter 2021, Night

Lilypad

?

Eyes open.

It's dark, I'm falling, or at least I think I am. I take a breath, until I realize that there's no air in this place. Actually, the air here feels quiet and still. I'm not sure I can breathe. Everything feels strange and empty. I look down at my hands.

They aren't the hands I'm used to. Four clawed fingers and shiny water palms. I twist my neck to look over my body. White and blue. Large blue fins with an equally long tail and body. I move my hands to my face. Long whiskers, and fangs.

I.. I don't understand why.

I'm still freefalling, I can feel myself drifting wherever I am. I crank my neck to look down and up. I can't see the bottom nor the top. It's not until I do that, that I realize I'm not even sure which way is up or bottom. Whatever it is, the direction my body is facing feels like it's going down. With a quick effort, I try to motion myself upward. I'm not sure I'm moving at all, but I think I'm able to hold myself facing upward now.

I think I'm able to hear my thoughts well enough. Maybe.. Just a bit more clearly. I still don't understand though. Why here? Why this form..? I wonder, briefly, if I can change back to normal me. I try, just for a moment. I try thinking of my actual look, what I actually look like. For some reason, I can't though. I still feel different. Still large, still this way. I'm still here, stuck in this form.

Drifting. Still drifting through the darkness. It presses on me and my senses, my mind is eerily quiet. I'm still here. It scares me, and I'm not sure why.

I want to run away, to fly, to move, to do anything to get out of this strange void.

I can't run from myself though.

I can't run away from this. I can't run away from this body.

I look back down at my hands. Somehow, I'm able to sense it. In this strange place, I can see my face, somehow. I'm not sure if I like the look I'm able to perceive.

I'm alone.

It's just me. No one here to help, but myself.

I know who I am. I think I know what I am.

..But I don't know if I want to confront what I've avoided for so long.

I fall deeper into the darkness as it surrounds me. My senses slowly give way.

-----

Me? Working on this then falling asleep after? I have no idea what you're talking about.

Petunia's Style Challenge: But Why?
Nikko (c) Me