Names
Nick; short, concise; Hinikarr, ancient foreboding, sounding out of place in this 'modern' world. Both were shackles; binding controlling, defining; what was in a name he wondered what made spoken syllables so important? He had to names; one which the humans gave him, and one which he bore. his kind didn't use words; theirs was the language of silence, so why did everyone of them have a name, why was he Hinikarr…
He wondered what it was like to be nameless, not bound by any word…free. He felt the word-bound, the named thing, the thing the humans called an 'emotion', he felt…
Envy
Envy at the nameless thing, the thing that was free, the thing that taunted him.
Hinikarr, Hinikarr, Hinikarr.
Why was he…
Hinikarr?