In some moments, you can see a whole lifetime reflected back at you. In the face of a passerby, the sky after a storm, a boat left in the shallows on a lonely beach. I've seen a few of those in my time. The story of my own life in one perfect moment.
And the story of yours.
Because you and me, we ran. Further and faster than we ever thought possible. We ran until the end of time, until the rain turned to salt and ash on our faces, and the ground became desert and a screaming void. Until time itself stopped, and we were left to watch our own fates.
And I made it, Sammy.
I made it.
In some moments, you can see a whole lifetime reflected back at you. In the face of a passerby, the sky after a storm, a boat left in the shallows on a lonely beach. I've seen a few of those in my time. The story of my own life in one perfect moment.
And the story of yours.
Because you and me, we ran. Further and faster than we ever thought possible. We ran until the end of time, until the rain turned to salt and ash on our faces, and the ground became desert and a screaming void. Until time itself stopped, and we were left to watch our own fates.
And I made it, Sammy.
I made it.
How It Ends Introduction by SnoogleAtChristmas, literature
Literature
How It Ends Introduction
Yes, I knew him. They all think I'm mad. That doesn't matter to me. He thought I was mad to start with. He never said so, but who wouldn't? Maybe I am mad. But if I'm mad, that would mean Linni was mad as well, and that we both happened to experience the exact same delusion at the exact same time. So I don't think I was mad. And I don't think I am mad, and nor is Linni. She was just there with me the whole time.
There was a time I wouldn't have believed that anything like this could ever happen. This was back when I was a normal person, who believed in normal things, in real things, tangible, my-world, real-world things, and not the words on
Heaven swirls
Earth buckles
The sky presses down
And everything holds its breath
And hums
Building pressure
Louder, higher
Yellow leaden clouds
And me covering my ears.
At times like this,
You're the only thing that keeps me sane.
black dog,
digging behind my eyes,
i see you.
wherever i look,
your shadow strays.
should i beware?
you've followed me through
some rough times.
it's hard to imagine how
i would have found
those dark years
without you,
without your sad whine,
in my head,
without your soft hide,
against my heart.
are you this man's best friend?
when people go,
you stay,
by my side,
to lean on,
to be leaned upon.
you'd follow me to the grave,
wouldn't you?
sometimes, black dog,
i wonder.
are you leading me there?
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