creation story

trapped. beating at the bars until feeling leaves your hands and arms. you built this cage with your own powers and yet you fight it. with rage.

if you could turn around, you would see the door is cracked. or the latch unhooked. or a key lies just beyond your reach.

you would stop fighting, and you would start struggling.

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