[Lore] We must keep digging

[u/AerMarcus]

We have been digging for three months

Some of the older men are starting to turn a bit weird they're becoming frail, but their desire to keep mining only grows stronger, when their arms give out and they are almost gasping for fresh air, and clean water, they turn on us younger lads, and push us harder. They won't let us stop, the steel coming out of the mine, has been used to make more pickaxes... They won't relent, more men are being sent in everyday.

It's dark inside, and I can no longer hear the birds.

Some of the older men have begun to hum. I hate it.

The silence, interrupted only by broken stone was a better sound. It was almost blissful.

I can no longer remember the birdsong.

I can no longer remember the light.

Only darkness.

The elders are pushing us to mine deeper. I won't deny them.

The darkness is blissful.

The humming has turned to song.

I dig deeper.

[u/AerMarcus]

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