She heard sound, an echoing thunder. She felt a hard damp surface beneath her. She saw dim shapes.
“Where am I?” The sound of her new voice startled her.
You are in a place called a cave, by a vast planetary body of water. Something named an ocean.
The voice echoed in the confines of the craggy tidal cave. Or possibly in her head. Either way, it didn’t matter. She felt safer. “You’re here. Good.”
Of course I am here.
She smiled. Then frowned. “The eternal darkness is gone.” She shivered. She’d miss it, the inky black chasm of home. A tear trickled down her cheek. another followed. She touched her hand to the moisture. “Oh. I’m leaking. Strange.”
They are called tears. An emotional reaction.
Her lip quivered and a teardrop trickled on its skin. She tasted the wet with her tongue. Salty. Food tasted that way sometimes. A…
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