Because he grants me a dream

Pandemic D'Angelo · 05-31-2011, 04:57 PM

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Table by Sie; Image from Flickr

This young child would soon grow up to retrieve another perspective of the world and his dear ones, but that was not yet. Pandemic showed his affection openly to the few individuals that held it, without a thought that this all would change one day. He had been brought up by religious parents of different beliefs, but in a child’s eyes, it was the parents that were regarded as the true Gods. His mother nuzzled his still relatively round puppy face, and platinum eyes closed temporarily while his happy smile continued to stretch wider as she returned his love with her own. Her voice attracted his gaze once more. ”Hungry!” He yipped, wagging his tail intensively.

And not a moment was put to waste as he was the privileged one to dive into the fresh meat his mother had brought him. The child knew that it probably would and should not be like this much longer. But he did not have the knowledge all children gained once they grew up. Now was the best time of his life, but all he could think of was growing up. Though, actually, in Pan’s case, he was not much in a hurry for anything, really. He flowed with the tide, and did not require much to feel content with the life he led. He was lucky to have so much, and did not think of asking for more.

A pale sister was fading from the young memory, and whatever void Wretch had left in his heart was slowly being filled by Salvia, the one remaining sister that would never leave his side. But sometimes he feared that she too one day would vanish into nothing. But no bad thoughts could linger with a full stomach, and the black male eagerly feasted on the dead body, stopping only when his stomach started to slightly bulge.

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