Bunnybold Burrow

*Clack clack clack*

Why am I still here...? Their voices are completely drowned out now...

Was this a waste of time...? What is there to gain from this...?

*sigh*

I wonder, where is the satisfaction I seek? Certainly not here, but I can't stop coming back.

*Click*

A soft tune hums from the dark,

only a river challenges the sound,

flowing softly, echoing all around,

where surfaces are silky smooth,

so harmoniously monochromatic, 

forgotten statues slumber,

and remnants hide away,

inspired by land, are several structures,

look around and see,

there is no sky,

there is no life,

the river leads to no sea,

tranquil yet trapped,