A/N: Hello! As you can see I changed my pen name. By the way, the new place with the Big Brown Things the basilisk found last time is the Forbidden Forest. This chapter shouldn't be too boring. It deals with a new issue: Hunger, and for a basilisk, hunger
involves *gasp* killing!
Read and enjoy!
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Dark. Warm. Soft. Dry.
Lifting Cover. Seeing Darkness.
Ever Darkness. Only Darkness. All Around Me.
For My Reality Is Darkness- That I Learned So Long Ago.
I Am Darkness- Or Am I?
Chapter 4
When Hunger Strikes
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Dark. Warm. Soft. Dry. Lifting Cover. Seeing Darkness.
I lay in My New Hideout, happy to be safe warm and dry. I could hear Rain pouring outside. My tongue smelled water, dampness, fog.
Sleepy. Sheltered. Safe. It good Me inside.
I felt a slight gnawing sensation inside. I ignored it.
Closing. Cover Drooping. Fading…
I lay contented and sleepy inside My Hideout, drifting in and out of sleep for hours.
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Quite a while later I came fully awake.
Dark. Warm. Soft. Dry. Lifting Cover. Seeing Darkness.
A Restless Feeling had risen within Me.
Want Move, Slither, explore…
The Gnawing Feeling had grown much more intense. I was Hungry.
It was only a matter of moments before I found the exit by smell and slithered through it and passed The Tall Green Stuff.
Into the Open, Into the Light.
Way up high, far above 10 x The Highest I could stretch, it seemed, beautiful light, bright, green leaves mingled with light of the same color. Huge, rugged brown pillars towered above Me. Soft Green Forest Shrubbery and Dried Leaves carpeted the enormous hall.
I was filled with a feeling of intensive awe. It was indeed an impressive sight. The place looked so much different in the light, without the cloak of darkness.
I slithered through The Dazzling Forest, at first looking only at the scenery, then, as hunger strengthened, I began to look for food.
I couldn't find anything that I could eat. Sure- there were plenty of possibilities, but I just couldn't harm them. They were alive, living, breathing creatures like Me, and smelled of fear and innocence.
I slithered on in misery, starving surrounded by food that I couldn't eat. Reality could be so cruel sometimes. Mine was that I was some sort of friendless, murdering monster who kills whenever anything seems the slightest bit threatening and would probably kill again soon. I hated that.
My Tongue caught a strange scent on the wind. No innocence in that smell. Whatever it was, I didn't like it. I hated it. I would eat it- destroy it.
How could I have known that My senses were kicking in- that the creature I smelled was the mortal enemy of My kind?
I slithered towards the smell, and it was not long before I got a fleeting glance of My Enemies.
Black. Big. Giant. Round Bodies. Many Eyes. Lots of Legs, Holding Up, Running Fleeing… …Spiders. Giant Spiders. Enemies… …My Enemies.
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I slithered slowly, heavily towards Home, strongly aware of the weight of the Giant Spider inside Me. It had been delicious, but quite a challenge to swallow. Still, I had killed it. I had been rash and hasty, and had murdered again. Even if it was My Enemy.
I finally reached Home. I crawled inside and lay there miserable, painted in guilt.
Reality could be so cruel sometimes. Mine was that I was some sort of friendless, murdering monster who kills whenever anything seems the slightest bit threatening or whenever she feels like it. I hated that…
Dark. Warm. Soft. Dry.
Lifting Cover. Seeing Darkness.
Ever Darkness. Only Darkness. All Around Me.
For My Reality Is Darkness- That I Learned So Long Ago.
I Am Darkness- Or Am I?
And everything is always fine…
…Until The Time When Hunger Strikes.
A/N: Yay! This is the longest chapter I've written so far! And IT IS DONE!!! What do you think? That weird poem that I used is mine. Is this chapter OK?
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