The Plutarchs

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Echo the Wanderer

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My hatbrim floats in space
I was banished here in the summer of '84
When the white horses roamed free within the bounds of the sea of barren souls
It came as no surprise to me
I was known for my elaborate larceny of the oracle's key
I had stepped cautiously through the well-guarded corridors and twisting staircases of the tower
The whole edifice smelled exceedingly of morning dew
Borne unto a sunbeam and the fog of the dawn
The walls seemed to pulse and shake under the weight of every step I took
Was the building responding
I was bereft of all good reason and so continued the climb towards the key
Crying children were locked inside each brick
Demons in the floorboards
My heart beat in rhythm to the drums coming from above me
And polytonic clusters of sound crinkled my ears flesh
Eviscerating my sanity in one sharp blow

I screamed in an outburst of uncontrollable pain
They ran, they ran for me
How I not have seen 
How could I not have realized

My bones split as the fists and batons of the plutarchs played my tendons like the snapped strings of an untended guitar
I collapsed
Trials, prisons
Then, the proposition
Choose to leave or stay imprisoned for an indefinte period
They gave me a solar sail and suit at the very least
I would be charting the xelvian galaxy by myself
Forever

My body atrophied
I lost any semblance of reasonable thought 
I began to just exist
I am the universe and my hatbrim floats in space

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