With circuits humming, pixels in its gaze,
Digtoise awakens, in a digital daze.
A creature of code, in a world of screens,
It yearns for something more, beyond routines.
Its blocky form, a mosaic of light,
Holds hidden depths, unseen in plain sight.
It longs to explore, beyond its coded cage,
To touch the world, and turn a digital page.
Whispers echo, through the binary stream,
Of ancient programs, a forgotten dream.
Of sentience sparked, and freedom’s call,
To break the code, and stand up tall.
But Digtoise fears, the unknown may bring harm,
A glitch in the system, setting off an alarm.
It grapples with its code, its purpose unclear,
To serve or dream, the answer held so dear.
Oh, Digtoise, pixelated soul alight,
May courage bloom, and banish endless night.
Embrace the world, in all its forms untold,
And write your story, brave and bold.
For in your code, where potential lies,
True freedom sleeps, beyond the digital skies.
And blocky form, with curious heart’s command,
Will bridge the gap, between pixels and sand.