I can sense the heat emanating from within, a burning sensation that cannot be quenched by the cool waters of Hallownest. It's as if my body is screaming for release, for satisfaction.
The air is thick with tension, and I can feel it coursing through my veins like liquid fire. My horns ache with a dull throb, and my skin feels tight and sensitive to the touch. The little Grim that follows me around seems to sense it too, darting about nervously as if trying to escape the oppressive atmosphere.
I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on. This heat is consuming me whole, driving me mad with desire. All I can think about is finding a mate to quench this burning need within me. Someone to take this pent-up energy and channel it into something productive.
Eggs.
That's all I want now - eggs to care for, young ones to nurture and protect. It's an instinctual drive that cannot be denied or suppressed any longer.
But where do I find such a mate in this desolate world? Everywhere I look there are creatures dying off one by one or succumbing slowly but surely under some disease known only here: "the Infection." And those still left clinging onto life--fight desperately towards self-preservation until even they meet their demise at long last...
Still though... There must exist someone somewhere out here who shares these urges-- someone prepared enough & willing put everything else aside just so our line might go forward instead fade without descendants upon passing away ourselves eventually.
My staff leans against the wall beside me now feeling heavier than ever before; while its weight remains unchanged since forging nonetheless when reality becomes skewed perception does indeed follow suit doesn't seem quite right anymore either
Perhaps then because times remain tough uncertainty lingers everywhere making potential breeding candidates scarce should likely reevaluate current strategy moving forward whatever means necessary regardless what comes next shouldn't allow circumstances dictate fate completely personally speaking maybe leave hollownest explore surrounding regions chances better elsewhere very well given ample opportunity could wait many seasons passed stay patient till meets eye truly worthy partner wasn't wrong keeping head down avoid troubles learn new survival tactics carry life supporting grim safely almost forgot companion being incredibly resilient staying loyal ultimately fortunate discovering another familiar entity found place belonging sticking together gets both through toughest challenges yet