Bodies of blood, they talk
talk talk. I tried to join in
their conversation but we do not
speak the same language.
Animals- giant monstrosities
and small furry creatures alike-
titter and curry around,
As if I was not there.
Motes dancing across my vision-
They beckon me to dance
Along with them.
I do. I do.
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A/N: The persona here feels out of place with people and animals. She is unable to connect with them even though she tries to. However, she is at ease with mother nature (natural elements like air).
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