Hello, I'm Harp Seal. For the short story "Star Dog", we wrote it for our dog. Her name is "Luk Yang". It's a very cute name, right? I hope it will like the name we gave it, haha. Now that he's gone to the dog planet, he's probably running around playing with his friends. I don't know how he'll be right now. I ask his friends.
The dog is kind to the puppy and wishes that the puppy would not be warmly embraced by the stars. As for people here, they must continue to live their lives to the fullest extent as they have embraced rubber balls for the past 8 years. Anyway, please follow my other works as well (｡￫‿￩｡)
The body was covered with short, stiff white fur. It was not soft and smooth like the master's hair, but it was as hard as grass. But even so, this white grass flower that follows me has often been stroked and played with by my master. The body that used to be ours and acts according to our mind commands. Until now, it doesn't perform any function at all. The striking white grass flowers were covered with brown to dark black dirt mixed together.
The body that was once ours became one with the land. Not a single strand of the once striking white hair was visible. Even though our body is immersed in the earth, our mind is floating, not fused with that brown lump of earth like our body is.
Time passed in just two breaths. The paws that were once able to touch the ground could no longer do so. Our minds are blown back and forth by the wind. until having to leave our home The house that we used to live with.
The ceaseless wind brought us to a place where trees were lined up neatly. Beside the rows of trees was a long, light brown path. Those light brown tracks still left the tire tracks of our master's vehicle. We remember him calling it a “pedal bike.” His wheels spun quickly and we ran beside him on our four paws.
Our hearts felt very sad when we saw only tire tracks. There were no paw prints left beside the tire tracks. Just like us now who can no longer be beside the master. Probably because our paws didn't have enough weight to register their tracks. You can think like that. We couldn't help but wonder if we had enough weight to be recorded in our master's heart.
But every trace of you is stuck in our minds and doesn't go anywhere. Even though we don't have noses to smell right now, we still remember our master's scent. Even though we have no skin to caress, we still remember the touch of our master's hands. Even though we have ears to listen to, we still remember your voice when you called out to us.
Even though there are no tears to flow But now the rain is flowing instead of the sadness within our hearts. You like the rain. We remember it. We remember your feelings that blossomed every time a drop of water fell from the sky to the ground. Even though we don't like it very much, our boss does, so we don't hate these water drops very much.
Because when we shiver from the cold air Our master will hug us with a thick and soft cloth.
The sound of the sky rumbling It's like the sound of our master's stomach when he's hungry. We remember when our body was still just a small dog. You like to put me in the bottom of your stomach. Its sound reverberated in the lower abdomen, like the sound of thunder that was now rumbling across the sky. When talking about hunger It's so strange that we don't feel it at all.
It's different from when our minds and our bodies are one. At that time we almost felt hungry all the time. Our feelings of hunger must be attached to the body lying still under the earth. The same is true of the feelings of love and longing for you that are attached to our minds right now.
Lights flashed across the sky like the lights of the large vehicles we had run from. We remember them, many of them cutting in front of us until finally. A large vehicle crashed into our bodies, causing us to be thrown away. We screamed because of the pain. Soon our master ran towards us and embraced us.
We had to endure pain for many days. But you keep feeding us food and water. Right now we are in awe of those lights in the sky. We screamed with all our might, hoping you would hear us. But there was no sound at all. Because we are just minds? How then can we call upon our master?
We have been dwelling on this sad thought for a long time. Until the gray sky turned into a bright blue sky Contrasted with the soft white clouds that float beside us, we like to stare at them often. We remember every time our master looked at the clouds that floated by. Your hand will gently stroke and play with the short hairs.
Is our master staring at these clouds right now? We can't know. But if you're looking, we hope you can see us. and take us home Pulling my body back up from the dirt Then put our mind into the body as before.
The light from the sun can no longer warm us. Because we no longer have a body to receive the touch from that light. But the big sun reminds us of your smile and laughter. It reminds us of your warmth that we once received. Our feelings right now are like the gray sky with a big round sun in the center.
It is a sadness that was comforted by the warmth that I once received from you. This warmth never disappears, as if it has become loosely integrated into our consciousness.
Our minds are so elevated that we cannot see the world in the same way as before. The land, which was flat and endlessly wide, was curved. Thick fog began to obscure our vision. The green ground and blue sea disappeared, leaving only a cloud of white dust around. Now we can't see the world you live in.
The once blue sky was now shrouded in darkness. The sun slowly disappeared, leaving us in the light of the twinkling stars. If you could see them like we have now Your jet-black eyes would sparkle just like theirs. You must be excited. and happy with the picture in front of us, different from us
Because no matter how beautiful the picture in front of us is There is nothing more beautiful than your eyes that can look at us gently. It's so sad because we probably won't have the chance to see those beautiful eyes again.
Dog star, when our mind leaves our body The wind whispered to us that it would take us to the dog star. It is a star that is very far from Earth. It's too far for you to travel to us. And we can't go back to you either. How sad when where we should be It's not where we want to be.
Our minds want to be on our master's side. I'd rather protect our master forever. But we probably cannot disobey the nature of heaven and earth. Even the sun disappeared, leaving the world in darkness. It's no different from us leaving you alone. But we never thought of running away. It was not our intention. I hope you understand.
Our mind is separated from the world by a very long distance. Memories of you are fading. We shouted at the floating planets around us as our minds lost sight of our master's face. The smell of our master We can't remember. But those swarming people kept saying, We'll be fine.
Because forgetting will save us from pain. Until we reach the dog star We'll probably forget everything about you. It must be the mechanism of the universe. So that we do not suffer from nostalgia. But what about our master? Do you still remember our story? If you still remember So you're still suffering from nostalgia alone?
The big planet is full of many minds similar to ours. Those minds look happy. We can recognize it from the beauty in front of us. This star is full of colors from every soul that shines beautifully. It's as if no gloom can destroy this happiness. Our minds are the same. Our minds are now glowing and free. No more fear, hunger, pain, or suffering.
Even though I can't remember when I had those feelings. But we feel freed from them. Our minds have only happy feelings. But the warm feeling from someone we don't remember is so evident. We cannot recognize who that person is. But we want to say to those far away that we are fine.