Hunger.
The lingering hum of magic would make his skin tingle if he...it had skin.
Hunger!
Consciousnesses trapped in a sarcophagus without the ability to see. There was only darkness. The absence of more than 5 senses was crushing. People place value in the primaries, seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting, touching.
He...it could do none of these things.
HUNGER.
There are more than 5 senses. Understanding of motion, equilibrium, etc. etc. For some reason even though he..it could feel none of these, still it had emotions. Still it could perceive!
HUNGER!
IT new it was hungry without FEELING hunger. It knew the being that birthed it stood leaning over it. IT knew the manthing was stupid because in his joyful outburst of success, he patted IT on the....back" He stuck himself to it and was slowly getting sucked in.
Satisfaction.
The manthing was food. IT sensed the manthing make a...noise" It said, "Gleeerpppp.... *Inconsolable Sobbing*" That must be IT's name. It crushed the manthing again to see if it would make the noise again. "Gleeeeeep!" The manthing bleated. IT liked that name better.
The most confusing thing to IT...Gleep, was that it LIKED.
Then it ate contemplating Thinking and Liking.
The lingering hum of magic would make his skin tingle if he...it had skin.
Hunger!
Consciousnesses trapped in a sarcophagus without the ability to see. There was only darkness. The absence of more than 5 senses was crushing. People place value in the primaries, seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting, touching.
He...it could do none of these things.
HUNGER.
There are more than 5 senses. Understanding of motion, equilibrium, etc. etc. For some reason even though he..it could feel none of these, still it had emotions. Still it could perceive!
HUNGER!
IT new it was hungry without FEELING hunger. It knew the being that birthed it stood leaning over it. IT knew the manthing was stupid because in his joyful outburst of success, he patted IT on the....back" He stuck himself to it and was slowly getting sucked in.
Satisfaction.
The manthing was food. IT sensed the manthing make a...noise" It said, "Gleeerpppp.... *Inconsolable Sobbing*" That must be IT's name. It crushed the manthing again to see if it would make the noise again. "Gleeeeeep!" The manthing bleated. IT liked that name better.
The most confusing thing to IT...Gleep, was that it LIKED.
Then it ate contemplating Thinking and Liking.