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3. Put It On
Pressing in upon me, a
will bids me
Obey.
Put on the Ring.
No;
I remember
The
barrow was dark,
I know
My counselor was wise...
Put it
on.
No;
I should not,
Cannot, will not...
Put it on.
My
eyes close against this darkness,
But it is inside me,
Behind
my eyes.
In my mind, beating at my heart.
The pressure
is
Unbearable.
My hand moves -
Strangely detached, slowly
I
feel the tug of the chain being
Drawn out.
No!
Put on the
Ring.
No, you will not...
I...mustn't...
I...
Put
It
On.
