Lost Pet, Part 1
by Soliloquy Addams
I have been alive for more than two decades, yet I am also five. I was born full-grown five years ago, possessing the intellect and maturity expected in an adult, along with fine skill in a lance, with no explanation of how I acquired these abilities. Thus I have had a mere five years of living….
And through it all has been a longing I cannot name or fully grasp with my mind. One thing I knew since the inception – really knew – was that I belonged to an awe-inspiring woman. This is not the same as dreaming about our ideal mate as cubs do; she and I already belong to each other, linked by an ethereal connection, and I feel this in my core. This perfect union is already made, and it is merely (merely!) a matter of finding each other. Until then, it is as if I were missing a limb; half my soul is absent, and I would not be whole until I join with my departed half.
Why was I blessed with this romantic dream yet withheld the information to complete it? It must be that somehow when we meet I will know, yet how do I swiftly search without a name or description? For her to be my lover (and my body's tremors do not cease when I think of this), for us to bond so deeply, I can imagine and reason what type of person she must be. But beings are numerous and, though this may be fate, destiny has not been cooperative.
Can you love someone you do not know? Is it possible to miss someone you have never met? As foolish as that sounds now I do every day. I lack even a word for my loneliness or a name to cry out in my sorrow.
And I quest not knowing who She is.