“Silent Scream”
The small clockwork creation holds his hot mug of oil close to him, looking down into it with a faint frown. “Sometimes.... sometimes I’m just so mad at humans for what they did to my mother. They ruined my childhood, stunted my growth and took her away from me when I was barely old enough to understand things. And I know that there are more bad humans out there. And I know... it would be -so- easy to get rid of them. I could do it, you know? And the only reason I don’t is because I know that it would have upset her. She’s the only thing that holds me back.”
He takes a sip of the oil then and holds it in his mouth, lets it warm him before swallowing slowly, a glistening in his eyes.
“And I can’t live among them because the temptation is just too much sometimes.”