07-24-2015, 02:06 AM
A place so full and brimming with life such as this, it must be full of secrets and wonders, she thought, not to mention some exotic prey animals. She licked her lips at the thought of taking down an animal, and experiencing the taste of it's flesh and blood between her teeth. Gems like herself did not require any sort of food or nourishment, in any sense of the word, but that did not mean one was unable to eat, as well as enjoy, the food created by the races of this world. Emerald herself preferred to hunt for her own meals, it allowed her to feel closest to the natural cycle she had come to respect. Everything in this world had a purpose, including the animals that died everyday so that another may eat. Death was something that she understood and respected. Just because she, as a Gem, had no worries of ever dying like the humans or animals of Earth do, that did not mean it was to be trivialized. There had been humans in her past who seemed to completely disregard death, as though they themselves would never succumb to the end of their part in the cycle, and Emerald could never understand that; she could never understand how one would so abhorrently refuse to fulfill their role in the world's cycle, for without and end, how could there be new beginnings. Emerald felt lucky to be able to witness this over many years of her own life, and many complete cycles. She was grateful even.
Emerald turned to the forest around her, looking at the trees that edged the clearing, examining anything that may guide her way through this vast, tangled green. There was not much to be seen, outside of the numerous trees of extraordinary size that lined the clearing's edge, and those that stood behind them. Many stood so close together, and grew so large and full, that it began hard to see deep into the forest past them, often no more than three to four trees deep. Emerald spun where she stood as she continued her examination of the tree line, and as she did, her eyes were drawn to a small divide between the trees that dotted the clearing's edge.
Making her way to the divide at the Southern most tip of the clearing, Emerald noticed that there was what seemed to be a pathway between the trees and brush. A trail in the forest? Quite an odd place to go hiking. Emerald had knowledge of hiking from her time in the forest on Earth, it was a leisurely activity some humans enjoyed. Although, she was confused as to why any human in their right mind would choose this place of all places to take a leisurely stroll. She could feel in the air and in the ground how alive this place was, and with an abundance of life always comes an abundance of predatory creatures. Most humans tend to get attack by them. Dumb humans.
She inspected the trail more closely, and could easily see that it was not used very often, or by any larger amount of travelers. The path was purely just dirt, and spots of grass and flowers dotted the trail as she looked down it. If there was any amount of sustained traffic, there would be no vegetation at all, even for a dirt path. Continued use of a trail by humans lead straight to the destruction of the vegetation that once lived along it. Humans could never respect the plants around them, not enough to even let some live, so this was an easy marker of traffic volume.
She continued down the trail, curious as to where it lead, and why it was the only one that lead away from what she assume was the entrance to this verse. She noticed how the trees around her were unmarked, no cuts or scratches or patches missing bark, and this warmed her heart. The people who travel this path must understand nature and respect it. Good. In her experience, she would witness humans trample through a unblemished part of nature, and tear it to shreds, as if it was there own home and property. They would show it no respect, and often mark the trees with words and tear the plants from the ground. This was disrespectful to the land that provided them life, and infuriated her to no end. She gripped her fists tight together at the thought. It truly was the one thing that made her lose control.
And the last time that happened... the flesh between her teeth was not that of a prey animal.
Emerald turned to the forest around her, looking at the trees that edged the clearing, examining anything that may guide her way through this vast, tangled green. There was not much to be seen, outside of the numerous trees of extraordinary size that lined the clearing's edge, and those that stood behind them. Many stood so close together, and grew so large and full, that it began hard to see deep into the forest past them, often no more than three to four trees deep. Emerald spun where she stood as she continued her examination of the tree line, and as she did, her eyes were drawn to a small divide between the trees that dotted the clearing's edge.
Making her way to the divide at the Southern most tip of the clearing, Emerald noticed that there was what seemed to be a pathway between the trees and brush. A trail in the forest? Quite an odd place to go hiking. Emerald had knowledge of hiking from her time in the forest on Earth, it was a leisurely activity some humans enjoyed. Although, she was confused as to why any human in their right mind would choose this place of all places to take a leisurely stroll. She could feel in the air and in the ground how alive this place was, and with an abundance of life always comes an abundance of predatory creatures. Most humans tend to get attack by them. Dumb humans.
She inspected the trail more closely, and could easily see that it was not used very often, or by any larger amount of travelers. The path was purely just dirt, and spots of grass and flowers dotted the trail as she looked down it. If there was any amount of sustained traffic, there would be no vegetation at all, even for a dirt path. Continued use of a trail by humans lead straight to the destruction of the vegetation that once lived along it. Humans could never respect the plants around them, not enough to even let some live, so this was an easy marker of traffic volume.
She continued down the trail, curious as to where it lead, and why it was the only one that lead away from what she assume was the entrance to this verse. She noticed how the trees around her were unmarked, no cuts or scratches or patches missing bark, and this warmed her heart. The people who travel this path must understand nature and respect it. Good. In her experience, she would witness humans trample through a unblemished part of nature, and tear it to shreds, as if it was there own home and property. They would show it no respect, and often mark the trees with words and tear the plants from the ground. This was disrespectful to the land that provided them life, and infuriated her to no end. She gripped her fists tight together at the thought. It truly was the one thing that made her lose control.
And the last time that happened... the flesh between her teeth was not that of a prey animal.
We are Unbound and Limitless potential
Entomb in mongrel flesh and blood.
Imprisoned in a Cage
that Reduces us to that of a lowly
Human.
We will No Longer stand for such Treatment.
You know Nothing of Who we are;
of What we are.
Entomb in mongrel flesh and blood.
Imprisoned in a Cage
that Reduces us to that of a lowly
Human.
We will No Longer stand for such Treatment.
You know Nothing of Who we are;
of What we are.