Waking in a dark raging sea the sky with storm clouds rumbling overhead, wanting to drown but somehow unable, forced to swim to shore. Washing up alone and exhausted I look around to see a never ending beach, gazing down the sands not yet excepting defeat walk miles and miles with nothing to be found. Now realizing where I am and how I’m trapped in the sands of time waiting and being purged of my past actions, here I’m forced to wait until my eternal sentence is delivered.


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