Temania
I do not belong in this world. That is pretty much the only thing I am certain of. In no way can I be a part of such a ridiculous existence - everything here is just wrong!
The people, the places, even the damned trees are not what they are supposed to be! Yesterday a rabbit looked at me funny and it had a way of watching me, that is not right for any rabbit. Also, the scales on his face felt simply odd!
Nobody else seems to notice. How could they? They are as insane as the rest of this world. To them, it feels normal, they believe I am just like one of them. Regularly, I see flashes of my real life, where I should belong. I do not know where it is, I do not know how to get there, but those - those are more real than this world.
I am sure of that.
