And he couldn't decide why (internal monologue)
...Disturbing, a word that could become overused in a place like this. I sat twiddling my thumbs in this endless space, looking out at the prospect of some conclusion to my catch-22. How I had wished things had turned out differently. Yet, as my mind wondered, I found that I forgot the reason why I began.
Strange, another word associated with the unknown. Bringing with it, fear. Sitting up and yawning as my constricted frame unwound, I blinked as a blue light came into view to my right side, and on closer inspection, I could see a large object heading towards me at a quickening pace. What was it? Well, from what I could guess, which wasnt a lot; it floated several meters from the ground and appeared like a shivering mass of yellow hair.
Odd, to see a shivering mass of yellow hair simply coming from nowhere and finding me here in my space, especially as it rumbled to a halt at my feet, statically waiting for something. A reaction? A command? Resting my chin on my palm, I just sat and stared at it. Maybe if I poked it...
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