A Playful Reverie

[First, a disclaimer: the author got confused and filled in the tags incorrectly. This is a female-led story with no CP.]

When the gears are struck once more,

the fate of humanity seems already set in stone.

Seven people press onward side by side.

Is this salvation, or the final step that will push them into the abyss?

Is thought a weapon, or a cage?

Perhaps holding fast to the beginning is the only way forward.