Imagine a reality composed only of lines.
Now add points of weakness,
scattered and varied nodes of assistance.
Forward movement will be hard won,
earned though skilful manipulation;
brutal strength.
Success is never instant, nor can you cheat.
Failure returns you to the beginning.
In this austere dimension time pulsates:
what occurs in moments lasts a lifetime.
Set eternal as lines of the future,
attempted by those who come after.
They will know your names.

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