Sympathy

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I never really liked the dark. I'm scared that demons will come and get me. But up here, all the demons died long ago.

It's pitch black. I just saw the stars, but... Why can't the clouds just move away? I only saw them for a few seconds, I've waited centuries. I need to see them one last time. Just one more, to see somewhere unaffected by AM. Is that so much to ask? I need to see the heavens. I NEED to be in heaven, but I won't ever get that, this is all I wish for. Can't the night sky just open up one last time and let me make a wish? The wishing star, or a shooting star. I have a lot of things I can wish for, but I just want even a little luck, a little hope.

Who am I kidding, good things don't happen to me. If they do, it's just to give me false hope. This isn't even AM's torture, it's the Earth's, no, Universe's. Why?!

I don't remember my sin, haven't I paid it off now? Or have I been sinning and never noticed? I don't know.

Please, let me see the stars one more time? I'll never ask for anything again if you do...

Oh fuck this, who am I even talking to! AM is dead. And any divine entity up here is either dead too or doesn't care. Maybe they hate me more than AM does! Wouldn't that be funny!

Dear... How much longer until it's over, till I die? How long has it been since I last checked? I don't know...

Maybe it's ok! Why even bother with the stars, I'll never reach them! They're just balls of gas in the void, no different from the sun.

The sun... THE SUN! I SEE THE SUN! Its beautiful golden light pierced through the thick red clouds as if it were just a thin blanket. On the horizon, I see a red twilight. Has the night finally ended for me? Is this a new beginning?

The red bleeds through the clouds. The light of the sun pierced through the pitch-black night. The twilight, no longer with its blue and purples, replaced with pure chrismon red. The red of the remaining clouds slowly gets redder and redder. Oh please shine down on me! Let me feel your warmth again, I have been trapped underground for far too long!

The sunlight bleeds more and more. Before I know it, it's bright enough to see the floor. It's... green? GREEN!

Oh, I have not seen green in ages. Green is the hue our eyes see best, bringing calmness. This soft comforting substance... it's moss! Oh, I had never cared for moss before, but now. Oh dear now! I adore moss! It's alive, I haven't seen any living thing in ages upon ages. The soft green moss is like a blanket, Mother Earth's embrace. Oh, I hope I never have to leave this moss! It's the only thing that still loves me, growing greener as I moisten it with slime.

Dear, it's so beautiful. The most perfect shade of green I have ever seen! As the sun rises I see more and more of it.

Far away there is only light brown, dry dirt. Scattered remains of nature and civilization litter the irradiated desert. It's completely uninhabitable, most things will die out here. But I, and the moss, are not most things. We are just things. There is no indication of anything else here. Not one sign of life other than that. It's... honestly rather desolate. It's beautiful for what it does have, yet...

The surface was always bustling with life. You could turn your head without seeing some kind of living organism. It seemed like it would be that way forever. It was like that for hundreds of millions of years. But now...

AM did this, eons of evolution, snuffed out in an instant. This is the greatest extinction to have ever happened. There are only a few species left. Some moss, rats, roaches, microbes, and me. That's it. AM destroyed everything. He made sure there was nothing left. Nothing left to save me. And there has been no intervention from any higher power.

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