Someone called Feet is following me... · 5:55am Apr 25th, 2014
From the formless chaos that blasphemes and bubbles at the center of infinity, a viscous fluid froths and churns, separating from the sheer entropy by giving itself form. Grotesque eyeballs and dripping, gaping mouths sprout from this monstrous ooze. With its eyes, it gazes through the void with childlike wonder, greedily devouring the world with a hungry gaze. With its mouth, it consumes and corrodes all that it touches, defiling the very structures of reality. It pulsates its form like a snake, constricting and expanding its inner mass to steadily glide forth. The movement is slow and painstaking. The monstrosity reviles its slow motion, wishing that it could immediately devour all that it sees.
A sudden motion catches the attention of one of its eyes. Hovering a short distance away from the monstrosity lies Feet. Not a foot. Not a body with feet. Just Feet. Following this creature is the embodiment of an idea: "Feet".
"SMOOZE WANT" the creature bellows as it hurtles itself forward, ripping its huge mass through time and space to reach its object of desire.
"FEEEEEEEEEET!"
Feet sees, but it does not enjoy. It presses itself against the exit and into the material, dissolving like oil poured in water.
"Sorry, but no thanks." Feet echo's its thought, "But I prefer silence before I gaze upon the unwary."
And from then on, Feet vanished from this concept, however it planned returned ever so often to observe. A spark of interest had been caught.