Nov 2, 2022
Escridades Trials
The poems that I held and read slowly drained my soul, I still have the energy to keep on reading but my mind hinders my thoughts. Halfway through the muniment of poems, I reached a divergent point. There were an abundance of scrambled letters, I tried to make sense on the remaining leaves of pages and I arrived at nothing. Are these just scrambled thoughts that were just randomly dumped in a piece of paper? I squinted out of utter disbelief and as I close one of my eye, images that are compromised of words appear. The Escridades were testing me but I still ask why?