Chapter Ninety One: The Reader's Instincts

 Shall we see the light of day, murmuring?

Looking, hearing, not knowing what to say?

Beneath this cloak that we had seen,

Keeping with the times, we had wished.

Ah, treachery! Destruction! Punishment!

Nothing escapes the instinct of the Reader,

We have fallen into the middle,

Murky as it seems, and so shall this riddle.

We cannot hear the music playing,

We have not retrieved the memory,

This song has no meaning, 

Nothing makes sense, it is pitying.

What shall we do? Will we redeem the clue?

Will we fight, even though confused?

Will we continue on?

And meet destiny as we go along?

The Reader has lost patience, as her grit,

Can she finish what's been started?

Complex plot, thickening the sauce,

In this pot full of everyone's toil!

Or so shall it seem?

Treachery and doom awaits?

Nobody is safe,

This story even says.

Arise, angels of God! Keep us safe!

Let us endure until the end,

Help us understand, decipher the dark,

Give us the light to completely understand!

The Agreement might have failed, 

it has to be accepted!

Where there is light, there is pain,

Like a raging fire of the furnace!

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