2/5/2026, 9:18 AM
The words that vibrated off dark cave walls were alien. As alien as every voice in the crevices of the stone maze. Revolting, ugly sounds that were incomprehensible and terribly quiet against the loud voices of brothers. Brothers. Mother. All Taijo wanted. Brothers, mother, and water. Always thirsty.
Never to hunger.
Cowering deeper into the dark, quiet for many moments and more.
The sound in him was loud and popping, with each a jump of where he had learned big red things to be. Thumping, thumping!
Never to hunger.
Cowering deeper into the dark, quiet for many moments and more.
The sound in him was loud and popping, with each a jump of where he had learned big red things to be. Thumping, thumping!
