Walking (002-003)

Rage. Despair. Pleading. Mercy.

The most desperate thoughts fill you. You rage against creation all the while knowing it is useless. Your feet hurt; you are not used to walking this distance– the gravel and dirt and bones causing every step you take to be a misery onto its own world.

You go on.

You can feel yourself bleeding and it strikes you deep. This… place, has drawn something from you and you are infuriated that it, it of all places, managed to succeed where others have failed. You have disgraced your family and you know that it will stain your soul until the day you die.

But you walk. You rage. You despair. You plead. You beg for mercy…


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