Wind whipped through the clearing at the base of the Humbling Giant; a mountain that rose high above all else, piercing the vast, endless blue of the sky. A mountain covered in vegetation too wild to be contained! Plant life that had not yet been discovered by one of the most sentient species of the planet: human beings. Humans had a distinct lust to create, discover, explore, communicate and learn. These beings evolved to suit the requirements needed to fulfill their needs perfectly. They evolved limbs, intelligence, eyes, noses, mouths, ears, voice boxes and so many other purposeful body parts. Over time they changed to suit their every need and desire. Others did not.
The flora around and on the mountain were extremely vast in terms of variety, beauty, deadliness and intelligence. Plants that could retract into minuscule bulbs of greenery or extend to the size of a small tree and vegetation with immense DNA changing properties. Merciless vines that will stealthily slither across the undergrowth, slowly wrapping around an unfortunate creature's body but instead of compressing the animal, till its just a lifeless mound of meat and bones, the tentacle like vines will seek out the various holes on the animals face. Bursting through the eyeballs, shattering the jaw, mutilating the nose and ear holes as it relentlessly pushed onward, its shocking strength allowing it to crack open the skull, slithering inside! At this point the animal has already passed beyond the veil or is close to it. Few humans have got to witness this disturbing form of butchery and those that do often experience mixed feelings as if one part of them is severed from the other. One side of them absolutely horrified at the nightmare inducing fate of the victim, the other strangely intrigued at the technique and power of those deathly vines.
Though there is one plantation that exceeds all others when it comes to real feeling, thinking, perceiving the world around it, understanding; true sentience. Though this ingenious being was a plant, not a human, so it could never truly express itself and communicate with other creatures who also possessed such intelligence. Not in it's current form. Moments of pure insanity and painfully violent spasms would constantly ensue this line of thought, insects and other life near the plant would often get disturbed by these sudden movements. If plants can scream, maybe in a pitch so high only other flora can hear, this one would be shrieking in mental agony as, again and again, it thought of its astounding sentience that could not be shown to those who are also truly thinking and feeling just as it is! Perhaps that is why some flowers and other plants retract and seemingly shrivel at certain times? Not to keep from freezing to death or getting their pollen wet, not to silently sabotage their predators but to recoil from the blood chilling wails of those struggling to push past the boundaries, the confinements of themselves...
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The Evolution of The Silenced
Ciencia FicciónDoes it ever seem like the wind is whispering to you, as it flows through all that is? Those who have learnt some of the true ways of the world may know the truth on that matter. That it is not the wind but the plant life that speaks the unspeakable...
