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Foximile by Pokimoko
Fandoms: Andy Weir's Project Hail Mary - All Media Types, Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
26 May 2026
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A boy by the name of Ryland Grace dies in a forest alone and unnoticed, save for a fox that stumbles across his body. A fox that wants nothing more than to escape its own life, even if it takes becoming human to do so.
A boy by the name of Ryland Grace walks out of the forest, alive and well and all too happy to forget.
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amazing 10/10
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The fox liked best when the human read to it each night before it was time to sleep. It had taken some time for it to get used to falling asleep with the sun, rather than using the cover of darkness to hunt, but it found it did not mind. Not when it meant it got to hear a story.
“‘But if you tame me,’” the human said, holding the book in front of the two of them so that the pictures could be seen and the words read together, “‘it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow.’”
With each story, the fox collected words. It understood more and more of what was said to it, and in turn, understood more about who it was supposed to be.
“Good night, Ryland,” the adult human said after she'd finished reading, placing a kiss on its forehead.
It knew now what that word was. At first, it was simply understanding, an acknowledgement of a term that it was referred by. But with each passing day, each bubble bath, each beach trip, each quiet moment snuggled up on the couch next to its guardian, that understanding shifted slowly into recognition. Into identity.
It wasn't just a name that it was called. It was a name that was his.
Ryland smiled, and leaned into the kiss.
“Good night Mom,” he said.
(And as he sunk deeper into the life he'd fallen in love with, he did not notice the fox he once was quietly slip out the back door.)