Darkness fills the pass of time
Tracing the roundness of space
The sliminess of the floor
Flat, and has nowhere to drain
Stones that fit tight together
Rising to heights out of reach
Squeals of the hunting rodents
Break on the lofty silence
Fighting over hapless prey
Fluttering wings of the moth
So subtle in the darkness
Pain is not gone, just muffled
Thirst is always on my mind
Hunger dulls with passing time
Sores grow from filth on my skin
Will I live to see the Sun
Or die always in darkness
Food for all those hungry rats
Where is this place I've been thrown
A place to be forgotten
Forever ... the Oubliette
Jassron, Son of Jassron the Elder
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The Oubliette at Ak Min Tor
FantasyThe story of a man named Jassron. This is his story, from his own perspective. At first, his thoughts and writing are scattered and broken, as he is given a new chance at life. Within his prison cell, he comes face-to-face with an adventuring pai...
