#2: dream one, new master, old ropes

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Hell minus the circles: Showing a new master old ropes.

In a world of such fractured fuckery, and in all of those pieces of eight we might deign to call futures, within the burning sunsets, and those places the twilight of your tunnel vision inhabits, just shortly before your blindness is complete, and all hope is lost for you, stumbling around there in the dark, with your winsome little righteousness, your torch laden hand finds a wall before you, with a switch, tis so very dark in here, you think, well what if I turn the switch?! Will light appear?
You turn the switch, no light, and then, with your free hand round the switch, spikes, emit from the switch, in all directions and through your hand, holding it there firmly grasped round the lever, you try your best to let go but it won't happen, you are spiked, right to this switch in the wall, and as if out of pure shock, you pass out, and hang there by one hand, hoping to dream up a way, to come off the wall, hopefully with your hand mostly intact.
Hours pass and you awaken, dry blood now crusted down your arm, luckily that arm was held above the rest of your vessel, and that kept the rest of it from leaking out onto the stone floor beneath you.
You stand up near the wall to inspect the thing holding your arm to it and you try to wriggle a few of the spikes free which takes some doing but eventually you work several of them free and are able to get free yourself, but you are still in this strange dungeon, imagining some way out from here but only proving to separate your previous, and much fonder reality from this newer, darker, more terrifying one, you thought you couldn't imagine, this newer burning prison of fears, then it dawns on you, there's probably a frozen hell as well isn't there, this is hell isn't it? And I've descended into it, right?! This is the place, where I'm to spend eternity, I'd better get comfortable with something here, I wonder how many from my old reality know this place as hell, and how many know it as heaven! All I know is that I just reacquired my hand and my arm back from that spiked wall lever over there, and it was very painful to be released from, and I had to fracture my very soul and essence, in order to formulate the thought that caused that to happen, that reminded me of freedom, of not being bound or chained to a wall by something, wait, when had I been chained before! my previous reality had nothing like this, this, this afterlife is the first place I'd ever been chained to anything, I'd felt rather a part of something in that place before but but but, but never actually physically attached to it, it was a bondage, beyond any morality or emotional attache...
Calm yourself my friend, these are but the cobbles that lead up to the palace, and your place is in there! Many are they, those cobbles, and they only get more difficult to navigate, the closer you get, and of course there is the, the path to the garden, over here, the path out to the street, your vehicles your majesty and, I'm not going to tell you many more things about this, for even I, your humble servant, have a place in line.
Well then what other creatures are there here in this place? I've seen you and there's myself of course but, what about the cherubs and the winged creatures? What're they called down here?
Oh dear new champion, the first thing, always is the first isn't it? This is not "down" here darling overlord, there is no direction here only dominion, and as soon as you learn to exert that, then I will deign to stop mocking you at every turn! Hehe!
Servant did I hear you mention I was, some sort of, majesty or other?!
You did my lord
Well then my young and devious little sprite,
You had better learn to know your place then hadn't you!
Bound to it we is your graceful lordship, right to it, like you was the wall over there.
And you had best never mention that again.
Dearest apologies my lord but twas you, whod said, erm, "chose" magesty, from the words I suggested.
You mean I could've chosen overlord, or champion, or or or, or friend?!
Yes, any of those you could have, but now it's too late, and your voice has revealed your destiny, and our fates has been sealed up with your majestic ones, and the more we talks about it the more sealed up it gets, see one thing I can tell you abouts it is, the most, number of seals, that any master had ever gotten, is thirteen seals, it's only seven in the other place, but we is here, and I know because I have been there, nasty place, no fun allowed in there, no mischiefs, no cherubs, no playing,
I've heard that nobody gets to laugh there either, that would be awful, I'm glad we had this talk dear subject, you're free.
But I doesn't wants to be free I wants to be masters servant! It's all I knows!
Well then follow your nose, just be ready for me to send you back there to that other place I, may need you to retrieve something.
Anything master!
They must be lazy or something, to have only gotten seven seals into that other places kingdoms, hmm,
Oh no dear lord, they works there, like nobody here knows! We thinks that it's torture in here but, they can't even be round the people they kin with! Because they works!
No fun this work eh?
None, none at all.
Well then dear servant, there shall be your first assignment, get me a plaything, and my pitchfork, it's going to take quite a bit of dawdling, for me to get anything done around here. Go, now. And if I am happy and playing, for the next seven centuries, you neednt worry about me sending you there.
Here master, I brought you this lovely succubus, I thought you might like to sample one of these, better ones they have here than the ones on earth!
Is that so?
Oh yes master! See they has the pointy tails and the colorful skins, wings has no place on walking creatures up there on earth, shell rodger ye right across the sky if ye wants,
Hmm,
And ALOT more they can do too than just those type a things, but I'm not going to sit here and waste your time your pitchfork your majesty, and your personal horn and hoof shiners, right there.
My my my, you really are attendant, at doing your duties, looks up at the doorway to servanta attenda get this little sprite a cherub of his choosing, and make sure they get along well.

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