Within the bowels of the sea demon,
within great Leviathan's stomach,
I burn in guilty agony,
desiring freedom,
but accepting imprisonment.
Chains of green gold around my limbs,
a bloodied hemp noose around my neck.
The darkness engulfs all.
A small light appears,
a candle flame just before me,
dwarfed by the darkness,
but not put out.
It burns in rebellion.
I reach out for it,
the chains and noose tighten.
The darkness is finite.
I push farther,
igniting the flame within,
chains break apart,
the noose falls to strands.
My fingers touch the light.
The guilty searing disappears,
light consumes everything.
The light is awoken.
I burst forth from Leviathan's jaw,
its teeth now willow leaves,
its eyes the moon and sun,
the icy infinite turned warm:
a lively field surrounded by a forest,
snow-capped mountains in the distance,
a stream gently trickling by.
The light is in me.
-Zero
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