Dance of the BeastsI could hear the sun rise.I could feel the gradual warmth as the orange light blossomed over the horizon of tree tops. Mika yawned, her jaw stretching open and revealing sharp fangs, her enormous body splayed out over the thick tree branch. She closed her eyes, swaying her long tail back and forth in the humid forest air.I smiled. Mika loved the sun. She was a cat of the sun. Literally, born from the very beginning, with a shaggy coat of gold. Her entity, her existence in the forest was as vital as the sun itself. If she was happy, the forest was.I don't remember how I came to be, I don't remember my beginning. My very first memory was
Welcome to Death, AliceI woke up.My body was floating in a dark world.A piercing pain hits my temple.A train rushes past my face, causing my hair to flail wildly- the blurred windows speeding.My body falls forward.I'm back to floating. Tentatively, I press my forehead, "Ow! Fuck."I propel myself so I can sit up. All of a sudden gravity's back and I slam to the hard ground. My breath is knocked out of my lungs. I push my palms against the stone and stand up, I gasp, and my whole body feels broken. Clutching my rib cage I follow the wall down a distance."Welcome," The voice is in my head, "It was your time." It's warm and rich.Now I can see my arm-it'
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