Where we walk is a place of desolate solitude, there is not one beyond ourselves. We find ourselves in a world of descending darkness. I find myself alone. I look around, to find a hint, a key to my demise. I fail once more...unsuccessful. I am lost I am trapped...I am not afraid. Fear is the fire, the fire in which the whole world burns amongst. I fight to stand up tall. The demons tear me downwards. I
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                            and die a most painful death. I am trapped in a place of dark solitude that I obviously cannot escape. Why? What did I do to deserve this? I died to suffer just as I lived to suffer. I am trapped!
                                      

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