Drabble: Written in Shadow

In the ancient city, in the desert sands, in the moonlit night, in the forgotten lands, I discovered hideous things, unknown things, things I wish I could forget. In those crawling catacombs beneath the crumbling ruins of an unnamed people, I found it written in shadows upon the walls. The things I read must never be revealed. It is a place of scorpions and lizards, of circling kites and deep, dark pits.

I have seen terrible things below the ancient city, things I can never forget. Even oblivion, I fear, cannot scrub from my mind this dreadful and terrible knowledge.