Blacktail Deer Plateau Praying for Love, and Paying in Naivety

The void encircled him as he tumbled down the sides of the Volcano, his misstep saving him from the intangible and Unknown Fate. Knocking his body across nearly every boulder and craig with every limb and ligament, his body both slipping into segments of lava streams and blistering against heated obsidian. But he lived, and to most, that was what mattered. But as he wobbled to his fours,his self pity consumed him, and quite audibly, he asked “Why me? I didn’t mean to - I never asked to be this way! They did this to me! They made me this way!“ and in his ceaseless rage, his skid finished, as he turned back to the Volcano’s tower, and followed his still-warm path back up the tormentuous side.