The large lumbering form took another step. How many now it no longer knew. Forever it marched on in an endless swamp, each step slightly harder then the last as the mess and muck it walked through attached to his tiring legs.
The large lumbering form took another step. How many now it no longer knew.  Forever it marched on in an endless swamp, each step slightly harder then the last as the mess and muck it walked through attached to his tiring legs. 
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loremasterSeeker of life’s truths and writing it
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The journey many feel as they face life.

The large lumbering form took another step. How many now it no longer knew. Forever it marched on in an endless swamp, each step slightly harder then the last as the mess and muck it walked through attached to his tiring legs.

In the beginning that had long become a blurry haze, he was stronger, faster more sure of where he was meant to go. Now time, wind, storms and endless attacks have withered him down, the smallest pieces at a time.

After what has blurred into the feeling of eternity he now knows not why he marches on, why he lets the pain continue or where he started. Only that he no longer feels there is a safe shore awaiting him.

All he know as each painful step vibrates through is entire core is there is only two choices left to him. To take the next step, or stop and slowly be consumed by the swamp and disappear with not even a memory to be had that he even existed.

And so, just a touch more slowly, a bit more harder, as a small piece of him falls away, another step.

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