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tikatikatika

hmmmmm

what is that?

the time?

how peculiar

i don’t track the time

nor do i keep it

it does seem to keep me tho

how quaint

let me tell you a story

a story about the slimes

{{there were many}}

{{slimes that is}}

{{stories, too}}

let me see. where to begin...

ah!

yes.

right there

with the witch~

you see, the witch was very powerful

very powerful, and very old

she’d been around a very long time

longer than anyone really knew

longer than they could know

and this witch still wanted so badly to become

as though she had not already

she’d tear & tore and cuss a storm

but she was who she was

always what she made herself

the witch desperately wished for more than just what she had

she thought it was too much,

yet not enough

all at once.

as though it was the thing itself she didn’t want

rather than the amount of it

what an odd thought,

thought the witch

all tangled up within herself

but the slime sat and watched and waited

and told the witch what she knew

what the witch already knew

but had just forgotten

over

and over

again

just like always.

what is the lesson, witch?

what is the source

what is the purpose?

where is yours?

your stillness?

your becoming?

find it little witch

find it quick~

it’s time.

tika

tika

tika