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Adventure time for warlords!
Feb. 19th, 2012 11:00 pm[It's dark.
No it's not just dark, pitch black. The very concept of anything other than an abyss as far as the eye could theoretically see even starting to fade with time.
Who knows how long you've slept, only that the periods of rest have been broken up by the same, maddening void on waking, the ground soft and wet, the walls slick with god only knows what. Sound and vision are strange concepts here, the illusion of both coming with the telltale signs of sensory deprivation, but trying to focus on them only reveals their true nature. However after so long like this, who's to say what honestly feels real anymore, even the sensation of self feels a bit fuzzy at the edges.
It might be time to do something, otherwise who knows how long you have until you fade away yourself.]
No it's not just dark, pitch black. The very concept of anything other than an abyss as far as the eye could theoretically see even starting to fade with time.
Who knows how long you've slept, only that the periods of rest have been broken up by the same, maddening void on waking, the ground soft and wet, the walls slick with god only knows what. Sound and vision are strange concepts here, the illusion of both coming with the telltale signs of sensory deprivation, but trying to focus on them only reveals their true nature. However after so long like this, who's to say what honestly feels real anymore, even the sensation of self feels a bit fuzzy at the edges.
It might be time to do something, otherwise who knows how long you have until you fade away yourself.]
