❉-𝐄𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐋∯

The Blue Lamb was lying down on the grass; the atmosphere was truly peaceful.
Her mind wandered between several places at once. She wondered where Olgs.g could be—it was already her habit to always be after him, for better or for worse—and despite her unease about her fellow vessel's whereabouts, a palpable peace settled in.
—...ah...

He could feel the sensation of the digital ground with its grassy texture against his back and thorns, the wind caressing his digital fur.
The very idea of ​​privacy was both comfortable and unsettling, because although at first his thoughts were vague and calm, they would eventually become intertwined, disturbing his peace, and the silence seemed to feel noisier in his head.
Eventually he would tire of this, lifting his gaze slightly to look around.

—...
He felt uncertain and at the same time felt watched, watched too closely...