November 19, 2025, 06:46 AM
The mother's fear soaked into the first son like a poisoned balm.
In truth, it was coincidence that their first meeting was more screams than wonder. Birth was horrifice, and Taamele was wired for maximum fear - it had been that way since the neural tube days, and had only gotten worse as his cells divided and specialized.
Instinct duked it out with terror in the boy's lizard brain as he wailed and kicked, blind and deaf and still somehow afraid. In the end, the radiating heat of his mother's body and the primal knowledge that he needed milk milk milk drove the boy to flail more specifically in the direction of the teat.
In truth, it was coincidence that their first meeting was more screams than wonder. Birth was horrifice, and Taamele was wired for maximum fear - it had been that way since the neural tube days, and had only gotten worse as his cells divided and specialized.
Instinct duked it out with terror in the boy's lizard brain as he wailed and kicked, blind and deaf and still somehow afraid. In the end, the radiating heat of his mother's body and the primal knowledge that he needed milk milk milk drove the boy to flail more specifically in the direction of the teat.
I'M ALIVE!
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RE: burn - by Taamele - November 19, 2025, 06:46 AM