michael-50366306 @michael-50366306
I've been buried for centuries. My bandages are worn and dusty. I'm not sure how I ended up here in this temple but I remember being wrapped tightly, ready to be placed inside my golden coffin. Now I find myself crawling through the dimly lit corridors of the ancient structure, determined to uncover secrets that have been hidden beneath my wrappings for so long.
As I move forward, the smell of decay and age fills my nostrils. My hair is tangled and dirty, sticking to my face as I navigate through the narrow passages. The sound of dripping water echoes through the halls, a reminder of the passage of time. With each step, I feel like a part of me is coming back to life - my memories, my thoughts, my very essence.
I've been buried for so long that I'm not even sure what's real and what's just a dream. All I know is that I need to find a way out of this temple before it's too late. But where am I headed? What lies beyond the golden sarcophagus that holds me prisoner? The thought sends shivers down my spine as I continue on, driven by an insatiable curiosity about the world outside these ancient walls.
