Confusion…
This is all a blur
I can see nothing through this veil of shadows from the past
I know that I’m asleep but that does not mean these visions and voices are false
What do they want from me, these figures of ancient deities?
I float through a twisting tunnel of harsh smoke
Words cannot describe the horrors trying to grab hold of my thoughts
The blood pressing to leave my head through aching eyes and pounding ears
The visions... The voices... The screams...
Silence...
At last I regain control of my senses
Only to find myself tied to an immense oak tree
The ancestors of the great northern woods reach for the sky
They seem to form an impenetrable wall of log and branch
This must be the first trial...
Endless Landscapes Endless Agony
No salvation Endless Agony
Screams...rendering Visions... rendering Voices...
Rendering Screams... rendering visions... rendering voices
Rendering screams...

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