Tragedy; Scarce solace offerred. Drawn upon majestic surface: Delicate thread, sewn through in circles. Tracing fingers along lines stitched tight. Await, humbled, but Claw at the wounds sealed unjustly. Open they remind of glory: Your first step Into a world of misery. "Innocent," you thought, As you tore through the opening. A breath of life; cry of pain. Malevolent, your existence. You expect us all To yield to your ways. In an expanse of sights. Focus collects On grains in the sand. Efforts to arrive conscious Merely wash Away. Away as waves withdraw. Master will be the companion Ashamed your his reflection Die to serve him well.