crafted Column Small end The darker curve of the pillar Darkness the fog blocks out eerie and dark but I remember an arch here the remnants of a once great gate of this place made of blue marble pale in the darkness ID: 265461
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Thefarwell crafted ColumnSmallend
The darker curve of the pillar
Darkness the fog blocks out, eerie and dark but I remember an arch here the remnants of a once great gate of this place made of blue marble pale in the darkness
The Floor stretches to the fog, still dark litered with rabble
Dark like the night
There is a light at the top of a sharp lineFallen pillar too dark to see the just like theThe one standing I think it has fallen. It seemsTo have fallen long ago
Fog dims out the back I cannot see so far
Dragged to here
Dark crimson red, blood
The ground is here dark littered with rocks and rubble
Kind of blending with the fog
Dimming out
Its lighter here
Some kind of pillar
Pillar ends, the light touches here
Pillar must be here somewhere
Light has snuck in here, a blue dim light
My foot, battered boots,
dark
Worn
left
Other foot, dusty dark, battered,
Dark,
left worn
The light beams this way but its still too dark to see
Too dark I think the exit was over there tbut that is where I enterede
But now its really dark over there that must be where the center is…
I haven’t been over there yet I wonder if there is an exit there
Rubble probably from the fallen roof of this so dark but light reveals its contour at the ruin top
The ruin comes closer to me it has become more clear
Some kind of dome shape
It is like a fallen stump of a tree reminding me of home
It stretches to the end of my foot it blocks the other pillar
Darkness covers the rest of what ever may remain there maybe an exit from this place hid den from view
A broken wall it looks like an astranged rock with dark marks
*Dizzyness, I cannot move*
*If I stay here I can see vividly*
*It feels so strange*
*Maybe some feeling was broken from steel*
*But it feels as if I am*
*I can see it I have to be*Slide2
It stretches to the end of my foot it blocks the other pillarThefarwell crafted Column
Small
endThe darker curve of the pillar
Darkness the fog blocks out, eerie and dark but I remember an arch here the remnants of a once great gate of this place made of blue marble pale in the darkness
The Floor stretches to the fog, still dark litered with rabble
Dark like the nightThere is a light at the top of a sharp line
Fallen pillar too dark to see the just like theThe one standing I think it has fallen. It seemsTo have fallen long ago
Fog dims out the back I cannot see so far
Dragged to here
Dark crimson red, blood
The ground is here dark littered with rocks and rubble
Kind of blending with the fog
Dimming out
Its lighter here
Some kind of pillar
Pillar ends, the light touches here
Pillar must be here somewhere
Light has snuck in here, a blue dim light
My foot, battered boots,
dark
Worn
left
Other foot, dusty dark, battered,
Dark,
left
worn
The light beams this way but its still too dark to see
Too dark I think the exit was over there tbut that is where I
enteredeBut now its really dark over there that must be where the center is…
I haven’t been over there yet I wonder if there is an exit there
Rubble probably from the fallen roof of this so dark but light reveals its contour at the ruin top
The ruin comes closer to me it has become more clear
Some kind of dome shapeIt is like a fallen stump of a tree reminding me of home
Darkness covers the rest of what ever may remain there maybe an exit from this place hid den from view
A broken wall it looks like an astranged rock with dark marks
*So be it, So be it*
*So be it, So be it*
*It is so quiet, so peaceful, a gift*
*So cold but each breath feels heavy as if in rain*
*Such beauty even with little light*
*Warmth is fleeting, I am certain now*Slide3
It stretches to the end of my foot it blocks the other pillarThefarwell crafted Column
Small
endThe darker curve of the pillar
Darkness the fog blocks out, eerie and dark but I remember an arch here the remnants of a once great gate of this place made of blue marble pale in the darkness
The Floor stretches to the fog, still dark litered with rabble
Dark like the nightThere is a light at the top of a sharp line
Fallen pillar too dark to see the just like theThe one standing I think it has fallen. It seemsTo have fallen long ago
Fog dims out the back I cannot see so far
Dragged to here
Dark crimson red, blood
The ground is here dark littered with rocks and rubble
Kind of blending with the fog
Dimming out
Its lighter here
Some kind of pillar
Pillar ends, the light touches here
Pillar must be here somewhere
Light has snuck in here, a blue dim light
My foot, battered boots,
dark
Worn
left
Other foot, dusty dark, battered,
Dark,
left
worn
The light beams this way but its still too dark to see
Too dark I think the exit was over there tbut that is where I
enteredeBut now its really dark over there that must be where the center is…
I haven’t been over there yet I wonder if there is an exit there
Rubble probably from the fallen roof of this so dark but light reveals its contour at the ruin top
The ruin comes closer to me it has become more clear
Some kind of dome shapeIt is like a fallen stump of a tree reminding me of home
Darkness covers the rest of what ever may remain there maybe an exit from this place hid den from view
A broken wall it looks like an astranged rock with dark marks
*Such confidence, I wonder if I was close, I did not fail*
*It is death… fate*
*Pain they will endure, so sorry*Slide4
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