Her pod floated, touching the sides of the bubble. She imagined her Cubis had sharp edges though she really couldn’t see. The Embus didn’t need them to see so she couldn’t bring the spaces into focus. Something was wrong. Their impending budding had been delayed. She didn’t know why and she didn’t care. In fact she didn’t feel anything. They didn’t need them to feel. That’s not why they’re bred.
*Okay, I'm on a mission to write something daily. Today I looked to3WW and readwritepoem to draw inspiration. I combined Polkadot's prompt to stretch my imagination and the rwp random word generator. Whatcha think?