Literature
The Prisoner
Chains retains me. Never again I will be free, I know, I feel it. Pains digs, burns and transforms me. I don’t know how much time has passed. Is Time important, when you are immortal? Of course not. You need to be patient. Do not oppose. This is what causes you pain. When you’re done, you’ll be free again. Finished doing what? To become what you are. I’m like them. You lie to yourself. You have never been. ***** Chains holds me as I struggle. They hurt. They are not iron, they are not steel. They are magical. Magic shouldn’t hurt me. I also own it. Just like them. You have a lot more than them. They had to join in six, to stop you. They did well to do that they did. I was without control. They were just jealous, envious of you. Remember… He plays with my mind as he is doing with my body. I watch again the moment when I created the colors, starting with a single ray of white light. Twentyseven variants only for red. The others look at me