Staggering at the darkness that assaulted her eyes, she winced. She didn't remember darkness being this dark! The kit however, seemed unfazed by the sudden darkness, and made himself comfortable amongst the thick sand. Love for this kit swept over her. She would name him, he deserved as much. Even if he was no longer living. Her mind now set on her new decision, she padded over to kit who was in process of making a sand mouse.
“You deserve a name young one, so from now on you shall be known as Letus.”
Letus raised his head and gave her huge puppy eyes. “Lettuce?” he meowed.
“not quite, Let-us” she pronounced slowly.
Letus began rolling in the sand squealing,
“I AM LETTUCE, I AM LETTUCE, LETTUCE, LETTUCE!”
Her eyes shone with amusement and a newfound joy. I have friends here, I can love others and be loved, she thought, feeling a slight ripple of warmth slide down her back, not the kind like when she had become semi solid, but one of love and acceptance and something more.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Born Dead
Historia CortaPeeling open her damp eyelids from her clear silver eyes, she blinked. Was this what living was like?
