Broken Antler Fen We'll give the world the world to you, and you'll blow us all away

At first there was nothing. Just darkness- calmness, even, as he floated through what seemed like the biggest water balloon ever. If this was all life had to offer, he was okay with it. He quite liked the quiet floating, yet he could not remember. He could not truly think. He could not do the basic things that made life so amazingly beautiful, and yet, he didn't have to to enjoy it. Everything was warm, calm and that was all he needed.

But every dream has to end at some point. He did not notice the blobs that had floated with him all this time disappear into a dark hole that, eventually, even sucked him out. Born in a sack of watery stuff, blood painting his creamy coat as it was licked open, he was somewhat panicking. What had happened? Was it worth questioning? He ignored his confusion, if one could call it that, and instead focused on the place where he was dropped- snuggled in between his siblings and mother. His tiny mouth and his brutish-puppy form wriggled to find a teat that he sucked in as soon as he made contact with it.

He sucked until his belly was full of warm milk and then fell into a deep sleep, only wakening to fill up on the delicious milk every now and then.