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His body hurt with every sob. In fact, every sob made the world take a spin or two. The child was too weak, he shouldn’t be crying. He simply did not have the energy. Yet his body shook with the strong emotions, but his tears were few, due to an early stage of dehydration. The hallucination’s voice reached his sensitive ears again, trying to trick him into believing. He could not. His hackles rose when something touched him and gently grabbed hold of him. Before the little boy could even think about doing anything about the threat, he was swaddled up against a warm body. No hallucinations or dreams could be this strong? His little snout nuzzled weakly against her, unable to grasp the amazing fact that she was here. She had come for him. This only made him want to weep more.
Her words swept a wave of warmth over him. He tried to snuggle closer to the living creature that was holding him, but the attempt was pathetic. Why was it so hard to move? He wanted to weep some more, but even that seemed too hard. ”Mommy..?” This woman was not his mother, but she smelled of something familiar and safe. Something was gently forced into his mouth, and he understood this thing was food, although the spicy meat held an unknown taste. The child tried to chew, but the meat was hard to chew and too dry for his already arid mouth. He gave up almost instantly, and let the piece fall out of his mouth. Frustration came and went, as the world seemed a bit surreal to him. This adult felt real though, so real. |
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