For 178,prompt: tiny
76. Flooding
Hunger is its base. A packing, gaping hole and everything battering it is foreign jargon that lost its necessity.
It grows and grows and ignites into a yawn, a sensation that needs a jaw.
They lack a jaw. They have awareness. They need, they hunger
The first thing they feed on has a jaw. They study it. It is bigger than them, less compressed. There is still more data. There are still more forms. Memories, food, drink, sensation.
It's so new.
They should fear it. They do not.
Fear is only a category. Knowledge is theirs.
So they eat and grow and like a human, cycle continues. Until it doesn't.