Enthrall'd

[...] Far and out he'd betaken, wandering alone through the wonders of his imagination. Like countless other nights, he went to the maze of infinity, to the beauty of solitude. Only he could not see it.

Only he could not see it.

Oh! The agony. 'Twas different, 'twas asfixiating. Was he broken? What could it be?...

Was he ever functioning?... He did not know, he could not know. But the night went on. And so should he...

A swear he'd escape, a vow. Just that.

Sometime... Somewhere. Word and all he'd do it...

if only time was quicker to pass... if only things were different... if only he could...