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There is an abyss far from this world;
The coffin of nine gates of darkness,
of terror, thick loads of tar, an eternal trap of souls!
The void is of the human nature. We have always known it, felt it and fled before it. Ergo we crafted the gods, the legends and the tales, for without them life is void.
Yet from this very void we conjure ideas, thoughts, poems and philosophy, trying to make sense of this existence that is utterly 'void' of meaning or goal.
The void is all consuming and blind. It does not care nor is able to understand our efforts; our love or hate, our ambitions and losses.
The void is that pit of darkness in which the sovereign transforms and becomes. The void is what is underneath the skin of this world.
Beneath every second, every laughter, every heart break and every moment of pure joy; there lurks the claws of void, of nothingness and of loss.
We are all kharon, sailing through Acheron and Styx.
The void is a place of wonders and terrors. All can be given to you and none.