the lamentatIon of a beautiful mind

it is dark and cold; i feel the hard rock beneath me. my aching mussels do not Want to move after the dank sleep on the cave floor. I move from my spot to see the indentation of where i have sLept for the past months, years, decades even i have Lost tracK of tIme being here. i waLk out of my cave in to the camp where the others are. i Leave THEM to alone.

they Are in as much pain as i am.

i have tried to Leave the camp, but the creatures stop me. pure as snow they Look, but they are not aS timid as yOu think. their king is always watching Over us, every so ofteN THEY grAb one of us and take us in to the woods, when the victim REturns he seems nOt to be able to see the camp arouNd us, like in a dazed Trance.

i was taken Once, they stabbed ME.

the caMp seemed to disappear aroUnd me, and then i waS in a whiTe room, the beAsts turned to men, and their king tried to talk to me.

"how are you feeling today?"

i Couldn't listen. i knew Their trickS, they are just tOying with me until they are dONe with me and then they will kill me.

"i am only here to help you."

i knew if i withheld long enough their poison will ware off and i would return home. as i thought that, the king returned to his beast form and released a terrible roar.

i am returned to my cave for another night sleep.