come on, hurry up.

run with me!

a little bit farther, we’re almost there –

stop.

do you see it?

right there, high up in the clouds. see it dancing?

it’s beautiful.

what is it, you ask?

it is the end.

do you understand?

it is the end of you, me, and everyone else on this god forsaken planet. but

don’t cry.

the beauty will

come fast, hot,

red,

violent, but quiet.

it will wash over us, returning us all

into the

stardust we came from.