Mention:
one day all of your enemies would be dead.Those who are beloved would also pass.
Everyone you’ve ever known, all of them — vanishing.
Time flows, washing away everything on its way delicately, unnoticed.Motion moving farther and farther, fading out afterwards.Tears dry up.Once spoken, secrets turn to echoes, falling apart, smashing the imprints of joy and sorrow from the faces, from hearts, from thoughts.Everything falls into ashes, wind-carried-away for no reason, bringing the never-ending changes instead.There comes the day you would not recognise the world anymore - within or without: no names, no faces.Floating memories are losing their ground, getting numb, already meaningless.Total emptiness, overfilled with absolute silence.And in the very heart of that silence there would be the One, who had always been there for you
— unspeakable.This could be the most significant treasure in a whole-life-story.Like Super Mario, meeting the Dragon.
Final quest request.
Disenchantment.I will be waiting.
Even though I won’t remember, I’ll still be waiting for you in the very end of all that is, and after.And when I surrender,
you’ll meet me there,
there, where you are - waiting for me.
All-time-long.And after.
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