[HR] Tocliklicintino or the Cabin next to the Living Garden

Part 1: Day
A crop died. It was on the edge of the farm and was continually getting hammered by rain, but unfortunately it died. Not in any metaphorical sense, but literally, the rain made it so that the plant welted and got eroded until all was left was roots. I had to scrape out the teeth from underneath the plant so that I could plant another one in it's place. The plants do not attack me when I go arround the perimeters, fortunately, because they just gnaw at the ground underneath them which subsequently leads to asphyxiation.

All the plants that died came to be sheared until all that was left were seeds and dirt which was recycled back into the farm, and the excess flesh is what I use to eat. The farm itself used to be beautiful, but one day the plants seemed to grow ears, yes ears, and then came the tongue, yes tongues, which then produced a brain, and the last was the teeth which ate downward into the soil. The closest approximation can I put to them is a reptilian bird since they also have grown a beak that point upward.

The roots themselves were dark and malignant children which were squirming and writhing, almost begging to escape the suffocation of soil which blocked the entrance of oxygen to their gills, no, pores would be a better description. I dig them out and keep them in my bath where they squirm around in the water, they seem to be a type of amphibious plant that are made out of skin. Some wrap around other roots and do unspeakable acts which I am scared to write down in case it becomes too familiar to my brain.

Around the farm is a ten feet drop and I’ve added stone so the plants can’t escape. There is a ladder next to the farm so I can look at it from above. I have a gate from inside my house to the farm so I can scrape out dying plants and replace them with new ones. Sometimes the waves make the ladder slippery, so i've added steps to go up the side and its far more useful, but i still keep the ladder.

The water sorrounding me is so dark that i cannot spot any particulars but sometimes i can see a vast, dark body come up to the surface and go back down. It seems like all the creatures are docile. Today I have spotted a oblong shape that seems to be spinning like a drill, and yesterday I saw a circuler object pop out of the water which was covered in eyes which all seemed to be aimed at me. Do you know what it feels like to feel your organs stir once seeing something so disturbing? Can you remember a time when you could feel your hands shaking, and your mouth becomes dry, and your heart is pounding in your chest, not figuratively, but literally? And the armpits are drowning your clothes in sweat? Can you taste the metallic taste of fear? I can not I think I was born without that part of the brain which is used for those things. Once that monster came up, I looked back without any fear and yelled,

"Be gone foul creature to wherever and whomever you came from, be gone!"

It dropped back down into the water and the water surrounding it leaped up and drenched my clothes and my feet almost slid to the edge, but I grabbed onto the ladder which I now use as a rail.

As of right now I am turning down my lamp and looking through the window to the huge and ominous ocean and can now see the sun going down as it casts the last light of the day. It has gone completely down I can only see black waves. Before going to bed I look out my window everyday and become hypnotized by the waves crashing against the stone walls which miraculously dont erode, but seem respond to the water with apathy, as do I.