I came from the deep.

Ages ago, I stood on the tops of the mountains and looked down at the animals crawling in the dust. They were ugly. Some raised their eyes to the sky, knowing that I saw their ugliness, and screamed, though I said not a word. On the tops of the worlds, away from my home, I was alone.

I wished to walk among the people, so I leapt from the mountaintop and fell through their beautiful hideousness.

I watched them pass me as I fell upwards, to where they could not go.

Above the sky I found my own reflection, as though in a mirror, and the reflections of all the animals I had seen from the peak. I touched the mirror, and it shattered, spiderwebbing cracks and distorting the reflections to a completely different set of beings. They never noticed they had changed.

I flew among the realms beyond the earth, but no one looked into the air, not even those who were already in it.

As I flew, I found a marketplace without equal, filled with numerous crawling things. I remembered the cat that used to sleep on my bed, and how she played with such small animals.

It looked like fun, so I reached out into the mass and touched one...

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Second verse, same as the first, could get better or it might get worse. Come up with someone for our narrator to, ah, play with, and something for her to do. Slightly different this time around, though. Anyone around general /border/ territory is fair game, but all responses must be in language the narrator can understand - which is to say, bizarre and cryptic with any hints of reality elegantly twisted into metaphor. See the prologue of the /sdm/ thread if you're unsure. I'll probably leave this up for a day or two (or until I can and feel like writing it) and then pick the most interesting response. You needn't bother "voting" options after their initial submission, although expressing approval is fine. Be creative, put your own insane spin on things. Cheers.