[it’s been three years. Three years since what happened. One moment, he was a little kid, wearing a light blue sweater and crossing a road just to defy his mother. The next moment, he was flying halfway across the world, pain completely enveloping him for 3 minutes. but then it stopped. And he woke up in a place he calls “Bluuworld”, a world where everything is, well, blue.]

[his world was perfect, he was so enamored by it that he didn’t even think of what his mother felt, after going into his room in the morning to find a his bed empty, and the window cracked. How she felt when he didn’t come back. How she felt when everyone he knew thought he was either hiding, or a pile of bones on the forest floor. How she felt after losing the only thing she knew and loved for so long. The crushing guilt about the fact that she didn’t keep a close enough look on him… He didn’t even consider how she felt. But he didn’t care. He would rather be here than his hometown. But.. he did miss his friends.. wait, no!! He has new friends!… but they… no!! He doesn’t want to leave! No! No!! NO!!! The thought of leaving makes him sick to his stomach. He couldn’t leave this place. He loves it too much. But.. no.. nonono.. he doesn’t actually want to leave, does he?]

[he could never. But..]

[he slowly walked up to the edge of his paradise, looking over it at the clouds below. He couldn’t, could he?]

[…what if he did?]

[he slowly put one of his back paws over the edge.. before…]

[with a leap of faith, he jumps off the side, his fur ruffled in the wind as he soared through the air, his expression scared but excited at the same time. He just hopes he’ll land in water…]