The Days Grown Old

The area wasn't that large. It was only vast enough for a little bit of wiggle room. To the side, you see the soft body of a deceased rabbit. Mother must have brought it in for later.
Soil and grassroots made up the rest of the small little home. How rude, one of your siblings completely blocked your view of what the ceiling was like. Oh well, it must have just been more dirt; it's not like you were expecting to see a portal to another dimension.