Raven’s labyrinth
By SomberBanana
...The chambers… they don’t scare me anymore...
I have started to trust them, trust them more, more and more
Twas to the point i made little contact with the others…
“You’ve gone crazy, Varp” they say, but i ponder…
Is this true?
Is my sanity due?
I walk the empty halls, the labyrinth… it comforts me…
I clean my mask, making me presentable whenever someone stumbles upon this cursed place,
But to me, this place, this is my space, I flourish here… as if this was my own worldly space
The only other resident… my pet, White… his ironic name always makes me chuckle…
He was here the whole time… only uttering “This is our home”
He repeats this… ingraining it in my head like stone, this makes my ponder…
Is this true? Is this why i feel no connection outside anymore?
No… no… this can’t be, but he keeps repeating “This is our home” i sit there, on the cool floor
Is this my damnation? Here with White, repeating a lie, yet sounding so ture?
No…no! I must escape this horrid, dank place! I run for the entrance… I’m out, but i don’t feel as if…
It draws me back
I can’t escape, White draws me back, muttering his words… I pity him
I sit here now… In my older days… in the dank labyrinth… I’m too old to try anything now…
White finally stops with his phrase… he knows I know now He says nothing now, only a somber chirp, deep and low…
I close my eyes, knowing they won’t open again… my last thoughts… here…
White stays by my side… I feel him around me
Then he says it, a deep, old whisper… “this is always our home”
I knew what he meant… my last thought of fear, i was going to join White again soon…
This was not the end of my doom…
