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04-11-2013, 12:04 AM
And suddenly, there were others. He felt the tip of something soft on his side, and when he looked, there was a tiger. A TIGER. He jumped, panicking a bit. But the eyes of the tiger were not on him, but that of the stone. He was still nervous, and four others came. Now the panic was with him, and he moved backwards a few steps from the tiger, and a couple of feet from the others. He was quite alarmed. There was a simple equine, another unicorn, and then a pegasus. He didn’t care to know who they were right now. He only felt like hiding, and it was then that the stone spoke again. What is the answer to life? It was a number, he knew that, but what did a number have to do with life? He pondered this, but he just couldn’t think of anything. But, every other one answered before him, and their answer was all the same. 42. 42? Why 42? He was confused, but then he started thinking about it…and didn’t get it. There was no way he wanted out of this, and so he did what any rational horse would have: copied off the answer. “I too, magical glowing stone, choose the number 42.” There, simple and sweet, and no one would notice hopefully. But his answer was something he had to put, since everyone else was saying it. He really wanted, no, needed his companion. He wanted to see again, since it has been so long, and although he knew he could never fully escape it, he would be able to see normally again someday through her. Misty would be her name, and he already loved her more than she would ever know. He started at the egg from the distance, looking it over. Misty. |
