Foreshadowing “Give me a reason. I see no hope; I see no point in existence. We are doomed to wander this plane, without purpose, without a cause. All I know is that we are the salt of the Earth.” - Black Tongue What exists beyond the night that never ends? Does the silence persist? Does it echo with the dripping faucet, keeping time with its droplets? Will day ever break again? Or does the withered form sinking into the couch become stuck in time? A weight on its chest pulling it down towards the floor. Perpetual night doesn't sound so bad until your eyes glaze over and your ears are filled with mothballs. The night owl mentality feels mysterious, but it owes itself to a loneliness not felt by most others. Being left alone in the sunlight on a busy street is a world away from being alone under a streetlamp at 2a.m. Being alone in your head is yet another world.
Did an editing pass of my 2025 WIP #UnderneathEverySmile and it felt good to enjoy pouring over the words after so long.
That's the best feeling for me, rereading my work and falling in love with it all over again.
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