The air was calm on the cool winters night, our merry band of expedition alight, torches held high to the sky, all flame bright. Following towards where the path would soon lead, the path ever silent in loneliness, the glowing of the torches casting dark. They welcomed the unknown in it’s wholeness, it’s encompassing body like the night. Once they got their footing, the world would bright, but for now, mysteries were all abound. Did their history remain unfinished? Did someone dock here many eons past? Did their mysteries remain far founded, like the ocean to horizons long past?

A figure saw them for a second by, a familiar figure met before, but the figure of man much like oneself, and again it flickered like the shadows. Giving fast chase, a yell of haste, surprise, yet no response came, the darkness remained, and again our group walked in the black dark, only confusion and uncertainty.

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Their hearts remained confused as they walked by, something had seen them this fateful dark night. Their hearts remained confounded as they saw, the answers they found nothing but a blight. Something was here, they were not alone, but… who was watching? Did they know? Ally ? Foe?

And so they continued, a trek in dark, and so they continued, fear in their heart. The cool breeze helped calm their nerves, so they walked. To find shelter, to ease their trembling heart. The air ran cold and over them it did, and more alone than ever in abyss.

“Oh how lonely is it in company, the company of friends uncertain, scared. Oh how lonely, in this world, unprepared.”