imagine yourself here. wrists tied behind your back. legs dangling over a bottomless pit.
talons lashing out at you from behind. you've got nowhere to go. the demons are making a mockery of you.
they are your animate foes (the bottomless pit being your stagnant foe).

these things, collectively, serve as a nuisance.

the talons make another swosh through the air, almost ripping off your left ear.

the hole in the ground apparently offers a one way ruote down.

you wish someone else was around here to save you. or at least to get this on video.

are you imagining this? ok good. carry this thought with you throughout the day. i hope you will eventually notice that it all doesn't make sense and no point has been made.

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