Noothgrush Stasis
Lay still amongst human rubble. Rest in cusp of weakness. Yearn to seize anything to relieve me of this sorrow. No control - endless cycle of nothing. Stripped of my will to live. Frozen in time. Raised to rot - the life of human, withered to stone. All my thoughts are totally useless in this state of helplessness. Dormant and useless living waste. Imprisoned in silence self erased. Negative substance in human state. Depleted by hatred the species fades away.
