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>The Little Slime Who…The little black slime woke up one morning
From the nook and cranies of it’s rockfilled cave it spew forth
The dark forests which was his home, ever so gloomy and it’s air filled with malcontent
It was not a happy place.
The forest beasts, small, decrepit and misformed. The Slime, ever fearful of attacks and harassment.
Suddenly thunder roared in the distance. And with a flash of light, the rain started pouring!
The Slime garbled out a shriek! Quickly, quickly it gooed forward, the rain hitting it, diluting the slimes form and viscosity being drained! A LARGE LEAF! A large leaf hanging over a rock! Safety!
The Slime reached his goal. Though saddened, one third of it was gone.
It wept tearlessly, so lonely, so abandoned… desperate. Hours and hours ticking by… The Slime fell asleep.
The Slime woke to an unusual feeling. Through the treetops the sun was shining! How peculiar. The Slime had rarely felt warmth during its short life… it wanted more!
Through muddpuddles and small lakes that had formed, it skipped from rock to rock, from treetrunk to treetrunk, faster and faster. Until he reached the end of the forest
GREEN FIELDS! Basking in the sun’s warm embrace. The Slime smiled as the warmth flowed over his form. Mountains in the distant, gleaming white tips of snow. A road leading for the forest… there was something odd over the hill. “What are those strange mountains?” the Slime asked itself. How far had it run?
The Slime was weary, but the dirt road became slowly dry. It was safe to travel
As the Slime scooted forward, the odd mountains came closer.
Spires of stone reaching to the sky. Roads of stone connecting to the strange thin mountains. They connected to something more familiar shaped below. “Didn't those strange twolegged pink things call them houses?” it remembered some odd gathering of these houses together, he had stumbled upon them in the forest once!
The Slime soon stood at the long stone road, ahead of him, connected to the large house with the odd thin mountains. It heard water running below, jumped up to its railing. A wide river beneath.
Quickly it was down again. What was this place?
Suddenly someone picked it up! The face of a… human?! The Slime trembled in fear! He yellow eyes, red smile, black and white hair! W-was she going to eat him?!
”Oh hello there little guy! You seem lost! Want to come over to my place?" a soft giggle as the strange human stroke over its jellylike top.
Feelings of belonging washing over it, if it had a heart it would thunder like the storm before, as she carried him towards the Castle. “Come! Let’s meet your new friends little one!”
The Slime was Home.
