A Basic Need

Hunger was the first thing he grasped, because he was hungry but there was nothing to eat. So he got hungrier. He felt no love or embrace from a parent, he felt no comfort or safety, all he felt was the basic need to eat.

That led to the same problem from earlier, there was nothing to eat. Well nothing he felt he wanted to eat, there was no milk or meat just plants, lots of plants. They towered above him like giants observing him. But he didn’t care, he was just hungry and wanted to eat.

The cycle repeated until something deeper within him awoke, the need to survive. Instinct so deep in his bone that pushed out any of the pickiness he had for what to eat. Looking around for anything to eat, he saw the plants again. This time he saw them as prey not as goliaths looking down at him, and he felt like David.

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He crawled, a slow painful crawl that slowly dragged him across the moss and leaves. He felt he wasn’t doing it properly, an ingrained function in his body told him that he was moving slower than he should, and was having a harder time moving as well. He didn’t care, he just wanted to reach his food.

Eventually he did, the journey ending under a plant with little bulbs all along its vine, with a deep ochre colour the bulbs stood out compared to the emerald green vine. Luckily for him the bulbs on the vine hung close to the ground.

He took a small questioning bite, the bulb tasted sweet like nectar. The good flavour caused him to take bigger more aggressive bites, and he ate, and ate more, more, more. Until he ate the entire vine, then moved onto another. Finally after his second vine he was full and content, with a small smile on his lips he slowly drifted off into a dreamless sleep