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I used to hear ringing with every step I took. I would count each little chime until it grew impossible to keep up, and then I would start over, again and again. But at some point I lost the bell that hung loosely around my neck, and now I have nothing to count. I tried counting days, but those take too long to pass by, it got boring quickly. Clouds also got mundane fast, and stars were downright impossible. So I started counting trees. There are too many trees in a forest to count them all, so I only count the ones closest to me that I pass by. Sometimes I even place the pad of my paw against the trees and I imagine I can feel all of the life flowing inside of it. From the roots to the leaves, all the little insects just beyond the eye's reach to the squirrels and birds who take shelter among the branches. It fascinated me. But eventually even that became quite a bore, and I was once again left wondering what else there was left for me in this world. Surely there was something that could keep my interest.
I would hum as I pranced through the forest, wandering listlessly to wherever my small paws would take me. I didn't count as there was nothing worth counting that I hadn't already counted before. I didn't take in the scenery either; what was so great about a bunch of trees anyway? I just kept going who-knows-where, trying to find who-knows-what to keep me entertained. I've been wandering through this forest for far too long now, so I knew my way around well enough. Or so I thought. But suddenly I felt my paw catch on something and I was tumbling to the ground. I halted with a graceless thump of my butt landing harshly in the soil, and found myself in a part of the forest I was unfamiliar with. The trees here had grown far closer together, casting a shadow on my small body and everything around me. Was this still the same forest? My grey eyes ambled at theses new surroundings in wonder, and that little drum of excitement within me began to beat again. Oh what a marvelous discovery! I wonder, how dark will it get if I venture further?
I kept walking and walking until my pads ached and my head was spinning, chasing the darkness of the forest and yet I was still convinced that I had yet to reach it's center. I figured I'd try a little longer and then give myself a break, but after just a few more strides I began to sense something that made me stiff. A whole new kind of unfamiliar lay before me. With cautious steps I approached until the smell of other creatures became overbearing and I felt I shouldn't wander further. I wanted to meet these darkness dwellers, really it was my only option at this point. if I tried to turn around who knows what would end up happening to this fragile body of mine? So I sat and waited. From the smell of it I could guess that people came by here often, and seeing a cute little six month old kitten all alone out here will probably be enough to allow me to gain entry to their domain, and some much needed r&r. The only thing was that I hated waiting. Waiting led to boredom and I'd already been bored so long, I didn't want the excitement to disappear.
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