JayBeeHieFie

Nothing he had felt before came close to this. He had found it, and was now safely homeward-bound. Having tossed through littered pamphlets, he had all but given up hope, and had become convinced that he had, unwittingly, placed himself into a servitude; he had hit the bottom. Now, having told this story to many over the years, I have noted a trending refusal to believe that he could have hit the bottom. The implausibility of a man of his stature arriving at a place so foul, so forgotten, and so barren, a place that they themselves knew to be true, and knew to be free from him is raised. Yet, god-honest-truth-and-all-that, he did. I know because he knows, and he knows because I know, and we know because that was where we met for the first time.