And All Things Will End
You run. The noises pursue you.
The caves are eternal, winding endlessly in all directions. You pound against this ebb and flow, striking down side paths and doubling back continuously. You are hopelessly lost in the gullets of the mountain, and can do nothing until it digests you. Yet you continue to run aimlessly through the pounding darkness. The dark speaks softly to you, sweet nothings that chill your bones.
The caves are eternal, winding endlessly in all directions. You pound against this ebb and flow, striking down side paths and doubling back continuously. You are hopelessly lost in the gullets of the mountain, and can do nothing until it digests you. Yet you continue to run aimlessly through the pounding darkness. The dark speaks softly to you, sweet nothings that chill your bones.