"Even if i should walk in the valley of the shadow of hell, no evil would i fear"- Psalms 23
The dungeon is like the valley of hell, EVIL lurks around, waiting to pounce on the next willing or unwilling victim to join its quest for more evil. i had been an unwilling victim, having been shot with an arrow full of poison, the poison had spreaded from my mind to my heart. So now, indeed , in the valley of hell, no evil would i fear, for i am the epitome of evil myself.
The dangerous ideas and evil thoughts that run through my mind whenever i enter the dungeon appeared only to be horrendous to me when i'm out of the dungeon; thoughts so evil and dangerous i hope i would never be provoked enough to bring into action, though i do very much wish the SsOB would come to their deserving ends. It doesn't help that i'm still engulfed in a seemingly unextinguishable fire of fury, at times when i'd thought it had been extinguished to a 'bo-chap' state, i got provoked all over again.
Now, why do i get provoked everytime i enter the dungeon?
'cos like an exposed wound, any contact with anything hurts
(how they know u so super sensitive and get provoked so easily by little bit of things? bodoh!!!)
The dungeon, is, indeed the valley of hell; the wages that feed my household are, the chains that bind me.
Now, why do i get provoked everytime i enter the dungeon?
'cos like an exposed wound, any contact with anything hurts
(how they know u so super sensitive and get provoked so easily by little bit of things? bodoh!!!)
The dungeon, is, indeed the valley of hell; the wages that feed my household are, the chains that bind me.
黑夜，为何漫长无尽？
黎明，何时盼到您到临？
想要飞，却怎么也飞不高 
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