© aloine-racheal

We travelled on foots for months
To unravel ancient mysteries
that were not meant to be revealed to mortals
Cursed by unknown forces and
Lured into a deadly trap
My men were eaten by a bear
And I, who survived
Was left stricken with fear
The gentle and calm moon
Differed from the harsh sun at noon
I hunted my preys to stay alive
But was haunted by my fear of not being able to survive
I wandered aimlessly
and pondered deeply
I was left hopeless and aghast
knowing this journey would eventually be my last