[ it is simply a crystal rat and not a living object but you swear you can see a single crystal tear form on a crystal cheek and slide down in gratitude for your caring touch. perhaps this is all it ever wanted from its short, yet sweet crystalline life: someone who cares. thank you dion. thank you. as it falls apart into crystal rat pieces again, unable to hold its form to flesh, it is with a deep sense of thankfulness.
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see you in the next rat life. ]