Listless

Ashen form of onyx and smog rolled through murky waters festered with rotten corpses. Those who had drowned by her sneaky ways, low whistling calls echoing out from a nonexistent muzzle. Faint memories of times before creation faded within her mind, her existence new and fully formed like a beautiful nightmare.

Noxious green eyes peered out from hidden depths, checking the coastline for things that dare not attack her. Large orbs of optic nerves searching, probing, looking for signs of life among those of this world. Life and blood having come from things long ago, now created in a way of new specimens.

The smell of festered flesh drew her closer to the shores, water pooling just upon the mossy clumps that formed. The soggy terrain just enough land for her small body to sit upon. Rotten flesh of a creature unidentifiable sat at the waters edge. It's origins unknown and no features were evident other than whitening bones and disease ridden flesh.

A perfect meal.

She would guard it, little blobbling body huddled around such a rare treat. It was almost near perfection in ripeness. She sat there, looking about, bloodlines and lifelines one in the same to her. Perhaps a creature would grace her presence and guide conversational tones her way?

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