I liked my cave. Now that I’m not in my cave, and I’ve spent so long away from it, I really miss it.
I know it wasn’t the peak of luxury, or at least not how most people would describe it, but it made me feel so safe.
It wasn’t perfect but it was mine.
I miss my comfort pile, the nice ambient fairy lighting, the jolt tunnels, my fridges, the drawing board, my collections, and all the critters that visited me all the time.
I think houses are overrated. Sure, it’s nice to have somewhere you can stay, ensured you’ll always have a roof over your head, but it’s not actually yours.
My cave has All those things, plus it’s mine!
Or had, I guess. I don’t really know what happened to it once I moved out.
In retrospect I wish I never did.
Bedrooms are nice, but they’re no cave.
and I mean comparatively to the pearlescent canyon, cave wins ten to none. No collars or cages, no enslavement, no watching wilds get hurt for simply being less than what the bigs want.
.. maybe ten to one actually.
Caves don’t have siblings, not like how the canyon did. I wish cave had siblings.
But maybe it’s better off they’re not around here with this drama. Snakewood can’t hurt them if theyre still with the canyon.
I’d rather get hurt 100 times than have any of them go through what I did.
