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The Labyrinth
Feels like a nightmare, my senses are slowly fading My thoughts are drowning out, the silence is deafening My mind has become an endless labyrinth, full of twists and turns Stuck without the blueprint and no ability to return The maze grows with the deeper recesses I reach I'm trapped, please send help I beseech I feel helpless with danger lurking behind every recess Shadows in the distance shape shift and begin to coalesce A horn bellows in the distance sending a familiar shiver up my spine The ground trembles briefly giving way for the path to align There in the distance, the dark shadow stands ready for war Steadily approaching with a march that shakes the very floor A cold gust maneuvers through the maze chilling straight to the bone I'm frozen dead in my tracks, my limbs turn into stone I try to cry out for help but I choke on the bitter cold air For what comes next, even the most tried souls cannot prepare The shadow grabs me in its clutches and squeezes tight Its eyes are as black and dead as night Its claws puncture my lungs, slowly crippling my body and will The moonlight glistens against its armor as my body lay still Fear, Doubt, Failure and Death appear as if from nowhere Engraved deeply as if the soldier has somehow peered into my soul As the moon fades back into the clouds, the boy says a prayer Blood spills out from his body as a whole But with a smile and deep sense of consolation The maze finally set the boy free and offered salvation The boy closes his eyes for a while only to awake once more Standing once again at the entrance of the cursed labyrinth door
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