The damp, rusty drawbridge before me collapses
and I begin my journey toward a destination unknown
Into the dark, dense well I drop like a stone
Winds blow and voices around me shriek and moan
I rotate and flow down the large light-less hole
Lo and behold, a vivid glow awaits my eyesight below
I hit the floating hollow blood-orange mazes scattered throughout my wide brain
I hear sounds wide and unheard before now
Sweltered is my brow and abuzz are my feet
Curious and unsure of what or whom I’ll meet, I forge ahead

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