World Building Project pt.4

“I am forever trapped within the chains of my brain, in the deepest dark where no sense can depart. In a desperate bid to survive I lost all that made me alive, and now am only a husk of what was left behind.   

Though, this hell was not only my doing, but the machines as well.                            To cleanse their minds of their crimes I was locked away for all time, unable to die. Being so alone scales withered to bones, not even able to cream, screech, sleep or make a peep . 

So to any who can hear, lend me your ear. Grant this endlings final desire to join her people in Fensire Mire.

And to the elderly gods whether it be Maw or Kelmee,

please help me.”

Author: Joseph Hanna

I want to go back to bed.