You Tell Me.
A command (demand?) rises
Storm brews below, forms above
A demand (command?) resounds
Simply "You tell me."
Plainly, without heightened tone
Unequivocal
Player stops playing
Until response is given
The very gears halt
Gears of time/game frozen
Unable to process day/night
Until terms are met
Mirrored frustration
Forms to a glassen surface
Revealing angles
Exposing falsehoods
When The Truth was thought a myth
Forged by a truthsmith
Idols, pedastals
Even true pegs are sheared now
How much more weak words?
Thresholds all buckle
Did we need The Chaos Storm?
Simply: "You tell me."
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