Okay Guys,Here's Chapter Two.
I Know These Are Short,
But They Were Originally A School Project Of Deanna's,
So They Didn't Need To Be Long.
: D Here We Go,Enjoy Chapter Two!

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I checked about myself to make sure I was indeed still alive.
That nothing had changed.

My belly-tail was still where it should be. Or at least, where it had been when I had gone to rest. I still felt warm, still felt safe. And, to my dismay, still felt the burning in my throat. It seemed to almost have increased. That couldn't be right could it? Was it some sort of price I had to pay in exchange for life? Would It continue to grow? I hoped not. When I thought of growing, I noticed that I had indeed grown in size.

My top-limbs and bottom-limbs (I was once more proud of their new name) seemed to be longer than when I was last aware of them. I wondered if they were like my belly-tail. Part of me, but not controlled by me. I suddenly felt the desperate urge to know, to move. With great concentration, I focused on movement. To my great pleasure, the fingers of one of my top-limbs gave a small twitch. Oh, how proud I was! I tried with the other; this took even more concentration. But just as the other, it moved very slightly. My success made me feel almost┘giddy? It tickled in my chest and belly, making me wish to cry aloud. But

I had the feeling I couldn't laugh or cry. Not yet. That would come later.
Instead, I amused myself with curling and uncurling my..hands.
Yes, hands. They moved so smoothly, so fluidly. There was some sort of hidden power within my hands. I felt that they were very special. That they could create and command. But more than that. There was something else that they could do. Was that normal?

In this new world, I wasn't sure what normal was. But whatever it was, it was splendid. I would later learn just how splendid they were, these fascinating hands.

Had She created these hands? I had a feeling that she had. That she had created everything about me. Once again, I felt an almost overwhelming surge of love. Love. What a lovely word.It rang so incredibly pleasant in my head.It was such a small word, but with immeasurable impact and meaning behind it. The mere strength of it made my small being sleepy, and I once more rested, the word still pulsing through every fiber of my being.
Second Resting