So I've started writing.
This pen is cold, and my fingers are bruising from the cold metal.
Why should people expose themselves to this?
Maybe I should find the answer, hidden behind the walls of darkness, guarded by pain and suffering.
But what will I do to find it?
Shall I put myself in danger for a mere question?
Who cares, I'll do it anyways.
This pen is cold, and my fingers are bruising from the cold metal.
Why should people expose themselves to this?
Maybe I should find the answer, hidden behind the walls of darkness, guarded by pain and suffering.
But what will I do to find it?
Shall I put myself in danger for a mere question?
Who cares, I'll do it anyways.
