"Oh man, these fish are amazing"!
Ava can't help but squirm in joy.
I gave it a few days, and decided to take a fish out of the pond.
It was surprisingly filling.
Like I ate enough for eight people.
'How'? I burp and ask myself.
The fish was delicious, but the mass to energy ratio doesn't make sense.
I spend another two weeks down below, only eating that one fish and slugs.
Life is easy.
I can live down here alone, and they are not running out of horrors any time soon.
Heela hasn't called for me, I am grateful, she would probably feed on me through Sorin.
It seems I truly disgust her, not in a humane way, more like how someone is disgusted by a dirty towel.
I feel bad for whoever I remind her of.
I am sure she has a couple of pure spiritual roots to feed on, which leaves me as her snack.
A bag of chips.
One for the road.
