Alan Wake II mini poetic review
looping in a lie deep redesigned a thousand endless nights
“Now we’re tumbling down
Tied up to the ground
— Keane, Spiralling
You are you are you—looping in a lie deep redesigned a thousand endless nights. When you’ve been led here first, you’ve been here before, déjà entendu ghostly echoes whispered between shadows of a future passed, a past foreshadowed. So vast, dark waters have taken, and have taken you—whence and where you’re then and there, and now where when at all. Anchored by chiliad of shades and smoke and crimson thick, you strain to reach for any shine of moon, and pages lost in rewords scratched off—where somewhere light awaits. All you come to is your wake, awake again and dreaming still. You are you are you realizing—
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