Snow
like a long, vast, spaceless sea of stardust.
I look too close, and I'm lost in the stars of an endless universe filmed in negative.
So bitter in its beauty;
so cruel in its decievingly calm and bottomless depths.
And I wonder as I am lost and alone with my mind:
how can something be so beautiful, and yet so terrible in the same instant?
For, although it triumphs over Venus herself, it is nothing less than a cold fire that bites and festers its way through me; chilling my body, freezing my skin to blue, and drawing violent shivers from the very deepest parts of my soul.
It hurts, and yet, if I could die that way - watching the stars as they shudder and bend around my fading last breaths as each minute passes by and by...I think that could very well be a most peaceful way to die.
I could just lie there; staring at the stars, letting myself drift into the white void of space around me
without a care...
without regrets...
without worrying...
without any thoughts at all.
All save for beauty.
All save for the snow.
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Silence Maximillion
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