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Cheetah Cheetah, burning bright
Journey of a Savanite
Created on 2005-02-07 08:25:05 (#6045476), last updated 2008-02-28
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BioSavanites: We're a race of upright felids, named after the plains we live on, resembling the Terrestrial Acinonyx jubatus (cheetah), and descended from the Silent Ones, who evolved on another world, conquered the Stars, and got a shock straight from Eternity. We can't speak; everything else does.
Such a simple summary belies the depth of details. The rise and fall of entire civilizations with all communication in hand-sign and script. How 'speaking' is something that animals do; while intelligent beings create music using tools. How developments like signal and radio transmission occurred, but in different ways. I could not summarize that all. Nor can I share the impact of having heartfelt, eternal beliefs shattered, how it feels when the Universe uncaringly refutes one's unquestioned assumptions about reality. I don't know that, but it was enough to go to war. Attack existence itself in an attempt to deny the revelation, destroy the evidence or die trying, anything to avoid accepting the truth. You will have to use your imagination, as I have, to try and understand.
All these things I discovered when I was older. My universe was much simpler, at first. We lived on the plains. We communicated with our hands, the others didn't, and that's just how it was. We hunted, hid. Dancing was forbidden, it might lead to magic. Even though our settlements were primitive, we had stories. So many stories.
The ones collected here are mine. I was marked by the Star, given a brilliant red mane so I would stand out from the others. I would not be able to hide, trouble would find me. It has, and many, many other things.
Please come see.
Such a simple summary belies the depth of details. The rise and fall of entire civilizations with all communication in hand-sign and script. How 'speaking' is something that animals do; while intelligent beings create music using tools. How developments like signal and radio transmission occurred, but in different ways. I could not summarize that all. Nor can I share the impact of having heartfelt, eternal beliefs shattered, how it feels when the Universe uncaringly refutes one's unquestioned assumptions about reality. I don't know that, but it was enough to go to war. Attack existence itself in an attempt to deny the revelation, destroy the evidence or die trying, anything to avoid accepting the truth. You will have to use your imagination, as I have, to try and understand.
All these things I discovered when I was older. My universe was much simpler, at first. We lived on the plains. We communicated with our hands, the others didn't, and that's just how it was. We hunted, hid. Dancing was forbidden, it might lead to magic. Even though our settlements were primitive, we had stories. So many stories.
The ones collected here are mine. I was marked by the Star, given a brilliant red mane so I would stand out from the others. I would not be able to hide, trouble would find me. It has, and many, many other things.
Please come see.
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