7 days have past, my flagellation has yet to truly begin.
For sorrow and for shame, i have dwelt in my punishement. Recitals of Saga's have run my voice raggid, a cloak of nettles adorns my shoulders, the stinging whip, my ever hated companion.
I have fallen to darkness, it surrounds me, although now i see the path i must take, the light glows bright. I fear it...
For what feels an eternity my soul teetered on the edge of the very abyss i sought to fill. Hatred and ignorance, the ever flowing sea.... it consumes me. I stay by the Bouys now, the endless bobbing my friend. The flickering light my sanity.
It has only just begun.......
True to the test, i have found myself thus far, but the resiliance i once flaunted so crudely has crumbled, the power i hold dear depleated. With mine own eyes have i witnessed my betrayal, for no man can feel hate in the way one feels for thyself.
Before the Sundering of my mind it was strong, the questions i contemplated nourished it, the faith in which i held it kept it alive.
But now my mind, my one kingdom, has shattered, the foundations creak with the weight i have borne apon it. At one time i considered my mind a fortress, now in the light i see the truth, for it be not a fortress, but a prison..
A prison with open doors.
It has only just begun.....