wartime? no more time!
pick up cracked pieces of plastic and glass
cackle and snap as we get back on track
no defense here for a weakhearted hack
big success, the world’s impressed
we’ll all come back real soon
looking rougher, needin’ endorphins
entertain us well you bumbling hack!
and this was meant to be
“Simple,” Cang said. “Climb down, chop up the poles, and repurpose them, alongside a coil of rope, into a serviceable, if humble, rope ladder.”
“Sure, and let every creeping thing in this place know we’re here, while we’re hacking away?” Fassn kicked some rubble into the pit and winced.
“You’d prefer to leap?”
Fassn blanched. “We could just go, you know, the other way?”
“Wanna meet those creeping things, do you?”
“No creeping things,” Abianarin said. She sat cross-legged at the lip, and began to hum a quiet, looping tune.