"Why me?!?" Alexandre exclaimed with exhaustion into the forest that surrounded him. Recently he had discovered his eyes were getting worse and everything he saw would at times simply blur together into a big mess in which he would not be able to tell one thing from another. He knew that he would need to tell his parents soon about what had been happening to him but what if he was just getting worried over nothing? What if his eye sight would return to normal when he grew up? Or that he simply had something caught in his eyes making it hard for him to see when whatever it was got in front of the part he saw with? No, he knew deep down that this was more serious then that. But how could he tell his parents? And what would that mean for him if his eye sight was only getting worse? He would not have it. Alexandre refused to believe that one day he wouldn't be able to see at all. That was simply unfair.
Alexandre calmed himself down and tried to train his mind on something less terrifying. He forced him to think about the first time he had escaped from the cave and started to venture out into the world of wonderment. He remembered the first time he saw the trees up close and their smells. The flowers and various plants that only seemed to grow in the forest and sadly not in his cave. They were all so pretty and smelled so good. Then his mind drifted to the first time he went to the ocean just beyond his current position. That had been a new and bizarre experience. And the mare he met there certainly knew so much about the world, far more then he did. She had told him about the sand and the water, and all the creatures that lived within it. How curious he had been that day and how many new things he had learned. Why couldn't things go back to that day?
