Darkness. Darkness. Darkness. 

It had been a long time he spent in this darkness. 

The space in there was enclosed so moving his limbs was difficult, all he could do was sometimes wriggle his hands and feet in hope that this constricting space would enlargen. 

Some special days he would feel responsive movements embracing him after his wriggling , like the brushing of a  cat's mane - as if warming him or offering him some kindness. 

Over time he did however grow in this small space. 

And the fear of growing bigger than it naturally came. 

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What would happen if he did grow bigger and bigger , wouldn't the already suffocating space become more unbearable ? 

But whenever such a thought crossed his mind , he could feel the vibrations reaching out to him from outside the strange space calming him down like a sweet melody. 

And some days he could feel something above him move with continuous and calculated rhythm , as if a softly played drum. 

With the passing of time, he did however grow weary of being the captive of this strange space and his desire to leave it become stronger the further he physically developed.  

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The day of his escape came , he could feel strong vibrations throughout everything that surrounded him and the space which had grown bigger contrary to his fears now finally constricted as if urging for him to leave.

It didn't take long before he left this space. 

Light embraced him on his exit , and he could now freely move his limbs. 

The happiness of his freedom overwhelmed him , not even realising it manifested as tears. 

Not even realising his carrier for all this time was staring at him , even happier than he was.