The Dark Ages Volume 1 [ Formerly "A Sideways Plummet"]

we're going down

Everything is slowly crumbling. Piece by piece, but by bit. I fear that soon there will be nothing left to crumble. I lie down thinking to myself about how everything is going. I know that sometimes I'm not alone.

But sometimes it feels that way. Fake friends start drama. Eventually dragging your real friend down with them. Everything is crumbling and I still have to save you. I am already lonely. Don't make me lonelier.

I want to be free but everything is crumbling and I have to save you. You are I can't let you go down with them. For they are going to hell. And the last thing I need is losing you. You care about me more than I

Saw and now I can't risk losing you.
You're being dragged down and I'm still holding on to you. You can't go down. Not like this. Everything is going down. The tower is slowly crumbling and I'm

Trying to hold it up I'm trying to collapse on part while I save the other but the other just turns into a sinkhole that us slowly going deeper and deeper into the earth. Everything is crumbling.

I'm hold on making sure my part doesn't crumble. I send down a rope so that the sinkhole won't suck you up. Everyone is going down but me. I watch as you get dragged down deeper

While I try to hold up my part if the collapsing tower. I try to keep the tower's secrets so I can change them into truths. I had on tight to the secrets and try to build more Support to hold

Up the tower. Lava starts to form under the crumbling tower the lava surrounds the sinkhole lava drips through slowly. As I hold up the tower I feel the heat blast into my face. I watch as the rest

Of the tower falls into the lava, slowly each piece is consumed by the red flaming liquid. My part of the tower is on a small chunk of land that hasn't been touched. I hope it does not touch.

I grip on to the secrets trying to change them as I try to fix the support the top of my tower falls into the lava only to be consumed. A blast if heat goes Into my face as I watch the lava boil. My

Chunk of land holding my small chunk of tower. I grip on to the secrets trying to make them truths. The secrets are the key to to save my chunk of tower from falling and boiling. I grip onto the

Secrets, as the lava rises.