35 days, 55 pages, 31,362 words. Done.

There once was a Maiden...
Who saw the end. Who saw its darkness
Who saw despair and finality and promise.
She explained this to others, who asked questions
Who investigated, who debated, who didn't really get it.
But she didn't care. She was ready, whatever it was,
She accepted it, by accepting it, was proof to its dread.
Others fought, she aided sometimes, if there was reason
But to fight, just to fight? She would not.
The end came, she drew in her last breath,
"Is this it?" said she.