“IT’S ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!”-He shouted in joy.
He was clearly happy for something.
Next moment both of his energy bundles of energy pulsated for a moment, accompanied with an dumbfounded look on his face.
“HOLY SHIT!!!” -He screamed suddenly.
As he seemed occupied with his thoughts I decided to look around.
I was at some sort of a room. It was pretty dark in here, the only light was coming from a strange spherical object at the ceiling. The walls seamed made out of stone. There were stairs that were leading upstairs. In this strange room were some incomprehensible devices, one that looked like a table without of surface but with two wheels that seems to be made to stretch something with ropes, a chair in which would be totally uncomfortable to sit as it was covered in spikes, and some sort of metal statue which looked like an lump of metal witch could be opened and a woman’s face on the top.
I don’t know why, but I don’t want to enter that device.
“Dear, are you down here?”-I heard a high pitched voice.
As I turned to see where the sound was coming from I saw a small woman with wings.
“Yes honey.”-Father answered.-“Do you need something?”
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Unlike my father she had only one bundle of energy which was swirling like a pitch black vortex. But a strange thing was that the vortex wasn’t inside of her body or covering it. It seemed like her body was made from that energy.
She only gave me a fleeting gaze and continued her talk with father.
That’s all fine, and it all seems very interesting. But what cached my interest the most was a small box on the corner of the room.
When I approached the said box, I saw that it was filled with strange small white cylindrical objects.
Then I took one of the strange things out of the box. Eying that object I couldn’t suppress the urge to place it in my mouth and chew on it. So I did that.
By the gods! What is this feeling!
When I started to chew on it an ecstatic shock ran through my bones! The feeling when this material is sticking to my teeth! When it is spreading on my bones! And the feeling when I slide that thin rope trough my teeth is the best!!!!
What is this thing! I can’t control myself!
With that I ate the whole box, earning a scolding from my father.