Zyh sat towards the back of the room, anxiously watching the door. He had no idea what today held for him, what tests and trials that would be forced upon him, and if he should be afraid or not... He had always wondered how one could describe fear to people that had never experienced it. How he could make those that were causing it understand that they were scaring him.<br/>He jumped, almost falling out of his chair when the alarm went off. He's head turning instantly towards the sound, orange eyes wide with surprise at the sudden loud noise. He exhaled very slowly, trying to calm himself before his anxiety levels might rise enough to set his own alarm off. He glanced up at the board, trying to concentrate on what the instructor was teaching, but to no avail, all that he could manage to do was to stare in utter boredom at the screen. He had no interest for the complexities that their overlords insisted they at least try to understand. All of it was meaningless anyway. None of it meant anything. These people, the overlords as he had taken to calling them, had no passion.<br/>Finding himself only confused and bored by the equations written on the screen, Zyh started to draw on the tablet infront of him. His fingers nimbly dancing over the screen as his lines soon formed a horse. He had never seen a horse before, but he read a lot about them, he had studied how they moved and acted, what they looked like. So badly he had wanted to see one. He had so badly wanted to see many things before he was gone, and a horse was the one thing he wanted to see most... But maybe he shouldn't dream of such things...<br/>Did horses even still exist?