by Albus, White Rose Prison Guard
Why did we build a prison in this cesspool?
Every morning I wake to bug bites, and the nauseating stench of swamp gas. Every night I have to check my bunk for snakes and constantly wake with the screeching of those damned birds.
Surely there must be better places to mine ore! This place is just as punishing for the guards as it is for the prisoners.
