From a place where human kind has long forgotten.
I turn left. I make a right.
This place seems all the same.
Every corner of every turn, elegantly carved with the seal of humanity.
These dark corridors lead men astray.
Most lose their sanity after so long.
They cannot bear the fear they have for the beasts laying within.
I must succeed where the others have failed.
Oh, Daedalus, what were you thinking.
Tell me the secrets so that I may escape this prison,
And see the bright light of the morning star.
To return to what is most precious to me.
I must break free.
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