As I sit here in this dark cellar, I preach my whole life to you. This is the first time I've ever felt trapped. But where to begin I ask you. I've always loved to walk. That was my one pure pleasure in life. I could walk for miles and miles, and if needed I could run even further. I loved to feel the open around me. I could feel there were no limits or boundaries to where I wanted to go. Not like this though, not like this.
Simple things in life, things I used to take for granted now seem unreachable and luxuries seem like tools of the Gods.
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