Who gets lost in a city sewer outside of me? Its not a rare occurence let me tell you, and its getting rather troublesome (sadly its a pattern that still continues to haunt me, as they get larger my ability to get lost in them increases exponentially). You know the funny thing is as lost as I have been in sewers I have never ever run across workers who build or maintain them? THEY DO NOT EXIST! I actually believe sewers are created by a god of getting lost and this belief they help drain water or whatever they do is entirely false. They are winding corridors made of madness and shit and getting lost in them is their end game. They are specifically a trap to catch me Trezlan Lorentino, and I like a fool keep falling into them.
Sure you say thats madness Trezlan. Then I ask you this! Have you ever explored a sewer? HAVE YOU EVER SEEN WHO MADE IT?! EXACTLY! I know my conspiracy theory is mockworthy, I'll admit for the cowed masses who believe in sewer construction, or that their local city pays for this very thing its hard to accept the truth. But I ask you kind reader to at least allow the possibility of Sewaninacus the sewer God to enter your mind as the real truth you lie to yourself to not admit to.
So the next time you see a storm grate or run off pipe know that Sewaninacus is there waiting, watching, and all he wants is for you to come down and get lost in his twisting mazes like I do. I don't really have anything else for today's entry, I just wanted to speak to you of my subterreanean God and I how I unwittingly worship him. Aren't you just the luckiest little journal reader.
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