it really happened
"it really happened" – email from Cyberpunk 2077. I wandered a dark forest. The paths before me deliberately tangled. My steps were misled, the moon rose in a different place every night.
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I wandered a dark forest. The paths before me deliberately tangled. My steps were misled, the moon rose in a different place every night. I had to lose all hope to find the treasure at the very bottom. They tried to hide it from us, but the truth refused to stay hidden.
Now that I carry the key, I feel at peace. I will not run. There's no point. Their eyes see everything. Those dead, glassy eyes. And the dead stars reflected in them.
The key is the prize. Not all deserve to hold it. I will be its guardian for what little time I have left.
Polyhistor will soon see the truth. What will he do with it? Accept it? Or choose life and the lie that it is?
Now that I carry the key, I feel at peace. I will not run. There's no point. Their eyes see everything. Those dead, glassy eyes. And the dead stars reflected in them.
The key is the prize. Not all deserve to hold it. I will be its guardian for what little time I have left.
Polyhistor will soon see the truth. What will he do with it? Accept it? Or choose life and the lie that it is?
