Bab 126: I don't know shit

"Hurry it up; we don't have all night!" my Overseer barked before turning around and heading towards the woodlands.

'This fucker,' I thought, using the few bits of energy I managed to regain to pull myself out of the rubble. The fact that my makeshift house was made with sticks and weeds was the only reason why it was light enough for me to unbury myself. 

It took me a short while to free myself from the rubble, dust my robe off and stand up. Yet, instead of following the man, I looked down at the ruined fruit of my hours-long efforts. 

For a moment, a rage welled up in my soul. Yet, the second I even allowed a hint of it to get to me, an abyss opened. 

An abyss of all the feelings and thoughts that I refused to acknowledge. Succumbing to rage would be an easy path, but it would force me through the hell of what I refused to accept. It would force me to accept and live through the reality of what happened to me back at the skyladder sect.