Darkness.
This was both the fabric, the content, and the highest goal of the world I was stuck in.
For how long?
I had no idea.
With absolutely no stimulus for me to experience, keeping track of how much time has passed was simply impossible.
What was this darkness? I didn't know. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't really figure it out. But such was the fate of someone locked with absolutely no means of learning more about the world I was locked in.
Maybe I was supposed to study this darkness? But how do I even go about doing so? How do I study something that I cannot feel, touch, sense, or…
'No, that's not the way.'
The logical side of my soul continued to fill my heart with the obvious truths.
Locked in this world of deprivation, I had no means of figuring anything out. Any sort of logical conclusion had to be based on some discovery, on something that I was sure was rooted in reality.
