Darkness

I close my eyes and see the dark, and when not closed, I see the seemingly endless, constant night, yet not darkness. There are veins of light, civilisation and order bring it. A constant bane to the calming night bringing false promises, pain and day. I left, I left it and through the tunnels I walked.

Stumbling, stumbling in my despair, despair at everything, I found it, through the night came the town, so wrongly named Sanctuary. It destroys, destroys the near tranquility and seeming nothingness found here, I have always had a sense for irony and I laugh now. So much work needs to be done, so much needs to be done and I shall be hurting more at the end of it, perhaps my end also.

I will save these people, these misled rothe. I will supply what is needed

For now, a call for allies.

Pain

Pain is a test, a test to my will, a test to my endurance, a test to my mind. I continue to march the death march as long as my goal is possible. Sweet rest waits, there is so much good I can do, so much pain I can releave, though I will have to face so many things, all tests. I marched through traps, so many traps each bringing pain beyond measure, just for the spoils. With the spoils, things begin to take motion. Gold has so much sway over men's hearts.

Pain, pain, pain. It sounds so short, so simple, yet it lasts a lifetime. Pain is so many things, so many, in a small way all of life is just that, pain. Pain, which can only be removed with the solace of nothing, the removal of everything. Everything brings pain and losing everything stops it. The softest of feathers can still remove an eye, the most trusted of companions can and will eventually betray. My mind is made clear, no more dwelling, forget.

I go on, I forget the past and see through the pain.