The dust swirls
Around my feet
As it always had
Or so they say

Walking through
The old ruins
I came upon a crevice
Emitting a strange presence

Curious I began
To lower myself
Down into the darkness
Slowly into the void

The air was frigid
The very place itself
Seemed lonesome
As if it called out to me

Wandering I found
A rusted switch
Without thinking I flipped it
As I did something strange happened

A few dilapidated lights
Sprung into existence
I'd never seen
Artificial light before

The room was dimly lit
Yet with the light I could see
The great expanse
Of the construct I had entered

The halls stretched far
Beyond my sight
As I watched particles of dust
Dance in the flickering light

My eyes adjusted
And as they did
I saw endless rows of books
Leading off into the dark

But before I could continue
I noticed a presence once more
Looking down I saw
A figure with yellow eyes

The being spoke to me
Without using words
As he imparted me wisdom
From a bygone age

I felt strange in his presense
But I stayed a while
Listening to his silence
And learned a great many things

After a time
I bid him farewell
And returned to the crevice
That led back to my home

As I emerged
A feeling crept into my head
That much more time had passed
Than I originally thought

I was gripped by fear
For the surface was now foreign
And the beings that walked it


Were not like me