Fantasy: a collection of short stories

A Never Ending Road

It seems that every single person on this planet doesn't know exactly when they die. Everyone just lives their lives and just goes on with their day. A lot of things go unnoticed; deaths in other countries, war, terrorism. Many of these things go unnoticed in our society but, they are so real in other parts of the world.

It may just be that I'm completely drunk and just feeling completely emotional but I know that these thoughts are just completely idiotic. Words are just words. And I realize that I over used the words "completely" and "unnoticed".

Damn, 3 bottles of dark red wine really messes with my head. I'm not a lightweight but I've never felt this drunk in my life. All I see right now in my line of vision is nothing but I night sky full of shining stars. I move my hands a bit and all I feel is grass. Soft and thin. It's beautiful. Y'know, now that I think about it, I don't really know how the hell I got here. where was I before I got to this point? I can only assume a party but then again I am never one for parties. I feel exhausted. I don't even really feel like getting up. Not that I know what time it is anyway.

I can't ever seem to understand exactly how my life has gotten me here. To this point, where I'm on the ground, staring at the night sky and feeling the cool air hit my body. I have lived a very filling life and I could say that if someone were to kill me now, I would be fully okay with that. It wouldn't bother me at all. My children have their lives to live and I'm almost at the end of mine. Now whether I will end it myself or have time be the ultimate killer, I can't say that I have my mind made up.

If I were to die soon, I would like to come back as a star. Stars live on forever. They just keep on going and there's nothing out there to fully stop them. They have no grasp on when the universe will kill them off. Kinda like how we as humans have no idea when this day that we are living in will be our last. How scary is that? Never knowing when we will perish. What happens after that? Will it just be an endless stream of black and nothing else? Will there be a heaven or a hell? Can we be born again? Will we have a choice? I don't think so. Humans are assholes. There has never been a good human. Our very existence is probably the reason why this planet will be gone in few million years. At least I'll be gone by then.

I'm no saint either. I never said I was nor do I claim to be. I have fully identified myself to be a huge pile of shit. A full disgrace as a human. That's what I grew up to believe. I try to hide it now but honestly I think there's no point in hiding it anymore. I'll let people believe what they believe about me. I won't waste my energy trying to correct something someone said about me. I'll just keep living my life.

The sun is finally rising from the horizon. Everything that once was hidden in darkness is now being surrounded by light. My time sitting here will all be over soon. I will just enjoy this view while I still can and walk back home to my family.