Literature
Ryou's Plea
I'm alone.
I'm trapped in the dark void.
The black mist encases my very soul.
No one can hear me.
No one can see me.
The taste of my flesh lies dead upon a lifeless tongue.
The sound of my voice never passes through frozen lips.
The smell of my bittersweet breath is swallowed whole by the stale aroma of my wandering soul,
Locked forever in the desolate realm of nightmares.
Nightmares never dreamed,
Sights never seen,
Sounds never heard,
Never made into words.
Smells never smelt,
Cards never dealt.
Tales never told.
Souls never sold.
I was lost from the time we met.
I didn't believe.
When I donned the Ring,
I sold my soul t