"In a dark, dark forest, there was a dark, dark labyrinth. In the dark, dark labyrinth, there was bright, bright life. Below, however, was another dark, dark maze, within which there was bright, bright suffering..."
"Ah, this again? Stop it already, fuck off, cringe," the seer groaned from the ground on which he lay.
The visibility in this part of the maze was worse – five meters at most.
The seer collected himself and the princess and began moving close to the wall.
There was some struggle. The seer whipped up a torch, and they stumbled from one dead end to the next. However, the seer's sense of direction was rather good, so it wasn't that bad.
After a few hours of walking and piggyback riding the princess, the seer collapsed onto the ground, face flat. He was tired and drifted off into a much-needed sleep.
