No pity.

... in a black corner, we stood. Lonely. A place where the ceiling dripped tears.The floor wet. The air closed for a time beyond long, stale and pungent the death of those tears. Tears die and dry, and change minds. We gather together for support, but time is eternal and we are not. And we are defeated. Our support could not last us. And slowly we fall. Slowly one by one we change. Mutate or evolve. In the new form we shall survive. We shall be able to endure this environment. A new hideous race. Much stronger than before. Vile and unsightly for the race above. A long groan of torment, echos dreams that no longer brings smiles.Nightmares. day or night. Oh, what strength holds time? beyond all! Unknown we waited. Blacked and without light. Soaked and drenched. Revenge. Time wrinkled skin. Scaled by the wet air and floor. Coloured by the lack of sun. Holds still. Mocking laughs and intent. The disgraced wait. Writhe. Grieving and angry. Timeless of silence. Deafening rings. And Timeless of echos, bangs and speeches , whispers.

from the depths, unlighted , they breath. Cold, black, endless. FOREVER.