AmaranthineRain

Goals. I need to focus on my goals. I can no longer drift aimlessly, not with what I have learned now. Not with... no. No. Goose purrs at me, pressing her cheek against the side of my neck and rubbing against it. I have misjudged. I have misjudged. Blood drips from my horn and my antlers and it is- it is not enough. I am not safe. I will not be safe. I will have to carve my safety out of this world by force, and I wonder for a moment why I ever thought things could be different. I cannot recall if the scientist is alive or dead right now, after what I did at the oasis, and that is among the least of my worries right this moment. I did not recognize him, and that fact brings a terrifying new reality into my world. There are those that may have been brought from my past into this realm who look different, yet retain their memories. I know this is the case with myself, but given my very nature I had not been surprised. But for it to also occur with others...? So a pivot in my