>Mongols attack my village and capture me>i see other human men, captured from villages that dared to resist the Uma Mongols>they all have the same thousand yard stare haunted look in their eyes>Mongol warrior points at me "you there new stud. Great Khan need many foals. Make strong foals for Great Khan">i try to ask what the fuck is going on but she just grabs me by the collar of my cotton shirt>life is now a haze of being dragged from yurt to yurt being passed around by different umas until one day i get lucky and one of them takes a liking of me and makes me as her husband>every time a raiding party of young uma returns, they celebrate with a feast and a "breeding rally">I watch as the warriors, who just finished lopping heads off human women with their sabers, line up to get their turn with the "stud stock">they don't even take their armor off half the time>sometimes i look out the yurt flap and see a tiny foal being taught how to hold a wooden sword>we lock eyes for a second and she smiles back at me>its my daughter >I close the flap and lie back down>another day, another foal for the Great Khan
>>524153475Great now i'm depressed.
>Be me. >Find Myosotis macrantha.>Find Myosotis pulvinaris. >Pollinate latter with former's pollen. >Wait till it seeds. >Grow Hybrid Plant. >Die Happy. That is my whole purpose in life!
