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Surrounded by darkness,
Running through the never ending maze.
Climbing the ever-rising mountain,
Sprinting but never moving.
Trying to accomplish the impossible feat,
Forced to do the task thrust upon you.
After the day of injustice and debasement you sink towards the ground.
What's left of your courage is forgotten,
The ruse of standing tall, is thrown aside,
Instead your legs have been liquefied.
Shoulders hunched,
Beaten to the ground.
Not bothering to hold your head high you slink into your cabin.
Leaning toward your only solid companion,
The only who hasn't betrayed you.
The endless walls of books and scrolls,
Covering the silvery walls of Ichor.
Your only comfort is the bountiful wisdom surrounding your life.
The only vestige of your life that the legion cannot change.
The only remainder of your life that is sane.
Hiding your face in your hands,
You sigh, thinking about what got you to this place,
Remembering how you fell off the cliff,
Knowing who ended up benefiting from your downfall.
Recollecting the fragments of you memory,
Fearing the haunted reminiscence that plagues your mind,
Desperately wishing that this wasn't you.
