25 December 2012
This place.. So damp, so squalid! I shouldn't be trudging through all this dirt and slime... However, to get to this mystical object of Quilifsill, I need to go through this pain and un-cleanliness... I've been out months, losing faith with every second that passes by... Ever so slowly... I know it's here somewhere though.. Beneath this gravel, debris and contaminated water...
I walk around a couple of days more. My legs feeling as though they are being dragged down by Elephants... All of a sudden my 16tonne feet start sinking in the debris and.. I think I have it..
But I know, if I take this.. The whole world will be ripped apart.. You see.. Pandora's Box.. This is the last shard remaining of it.. The last remaining shard of humanity's struggle..
Quilifsill • Opuss № I