in the storm from the ash and smoke, the dragon comes down
seeking her approval , The koi Present their beauty,
Each scale reflecting a lifetime of choices
A colony of consciousness rejecting the simulation
Abandoning Cities of soot and sunder
Projecting through her shell, she announces:
welcome home time tourist ; warmth waiting inside.
She proclaims:
Where is the proof that you are awake?
The nose squeaks and whimpers dreaming the future sorrow of the end
Smoldering moldy fumes billow Hills of heat
Seeking high ground clinging Hungry hands
Passing aging lovers Queuing forms Rising floods
Catching drips that
Tappies carry away
Creating rules
Forming into pieces
Days after waking under the giant mushroom, the nose naps on.
The feline maze city in the valley beyond the stalks of maize will be explored at a later time.
Scraping the floor, a sharp material pierces the soft flesh of the bare foot and the kobold remembers a time with the reflection pond.
The nose sniffs the dancing light of the pool.
"I want to drink"
the kobold said in the only way it knew how.
The sound that came out was something between a gargling cough and a sigh.
GajhhhWaaaaaaahhhhhhh.
The ToadFrog sobbing response, "....I'll rub some tears on it. Tears are supposed to heal things." Then winks one big eye before continuing with programming.
Falling headfirst, the kobold entered the liquid light.
The pool's images created empty lungs to cry out as beating life began to vibrate through the limbs.
This is the first time to hear the sound of life beating along the spine; the sound of galloping feet echoing off a hard surface towards something new.
The eyes want to see more than the body is able.
As the pool was drained, the kobold was able to pull off its nose and toss it towards something unknown.
The oil from the Kobold's body contaminated the liquid, causing it to be drained and the kobold is questioned and being unable to respond in any way, is put to work scraping the floor and making cones.
