The death of a red giant

Uranus death

It was the end. By now all the other planets had been swallowed up by the red giant ready to explode at any moment, Uranus was the only one left in the solar system after Neptune drifted away to who knows where, a part of Uranus is glad that his cousin wouldn't have to die such a painful death like the rest of them, like poor mercury who's death was long and drawn out, the only thing he was able to do was scream from his body burning apart from the star he once's loved, his scream could be heard from across the solar system, giving everyone a insight on their up coming doom, at lest Mercury had other planets around to comfort him while he died, Uranus wasn't so lucky, he was now the last planet in the solar system, the last to carry its memory of those who once live there, Neptune was still alive, he thinks at lest but Neptune doesn't remember the countless wars they've been through together he hardly remember his own names on the good days, that were fair and few between during the end.

Neptune always told him he focused to much on the bad things in his life, but now Uranus has the opposite problem, the past was his only distraction from his upcoming doom, as the sun grows hotter every orbit, his once iced surface was now reduced to nothing but water even if most of it was absorbed by the sun, and soon he will be nothing, only a planet that once's lived in a now forgotten solar system forgotten by history as his body is reused to make new planets that will never know he existed, that's how it works after all, Uranus wish he knew the past lives of the space dust he was created from, he wish he could carry on the memories of those who came before him, but they were forgotten by history with no proof, they ever existed beside they dust they leave behind and soon Uranus will join them, he didn't want to be forgotten, no one dose but you can't decide you will be remembered and who will not.

Uranus could only hope in his dying breath that maybe Neptune does remember him even if it's in a passing thought, so his memory could be passed on, so someone would remember him, no matter how hopeless the thought might be, it's not like anyone is left to care about him, their is nothing to care about, maybe they would about earth, the only planet who had living beings on its surface, that'll be a spectacle for all eternity, it's a amazing feet and extremely rare compared to Uranus, he is just like all others, another ice giant who's about to die. There is nothing cool or interesting to talk about, his not even worth remembering by those who did know him, after all he was just an ice giant.

Uranus could feel his core begin to melt as the sun grew closer, it's about to die a fantastical death,with bright colours and explosions for those around it, but for those caught in its cross fires it's a slow and painful death that draws out for years on end, for the planet who used to orbit the star have to see their friends die one by one as the star slowly devours them. Uranus is not looking forward to his turn, the scream of his friends still ring in his ears when he tries to sleep, a part of him wishes he could be like Sun, fast asleep unaware of the destruction of the solar system that he used to hold so dearly, Uranus doesn't blame him though, it most be hard knowing your the cause of your planets deaths, with no way to stop it, all you can do it wait until your time comes too, but the process is long. Uranus could feel the heat burning up his surface, his time has come, and now all Uranus can do is close his eyes and hope there's something on the other side to look forward too