Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

They still don't know the depth of the hole, from the thread dripping and measuring the length, or the pinned thread, yet to arrive at the bottom of the bottomless marsh lurking in the depths, can this also be regarded as a sign of a more or less demise in the country, even the spirits of the earth that are alien to this planet and should not be awakened, manipulated by a nightmare wrapped in calamity and leaping in darkness, the hells that say hell, the floating world of darkness, the things that say so innervate and change everything.

Suddenly, the hole appeared, if I realized it, could it have been done because it was me, or could it have been the same for others, and the problem is piled up in that matter.