Night fell suddenly
The savages rule
Birds take flight!
Dark, dank, in rags
Miserable column of trekkers
Beasts, humans in silence
Sorrow: their sole belonging,
Soles worn to bone,
Souls torn, tattered
In the last hours
Unknown horizon awaits.
Is this the end?
What's over there?
More bloodshed and tears?
Long rest, paradise?
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