opening51

everything looks the same now, since everyone is stuck with the same fate: everyone is to die within the ongoing process of the end.
everything looks the same, yet the communities of people and scattered persons left in the cities of esdigy and aneo still keep their individuality.
such also applies to who might stand out the most in this crowd. a person with a projection of a stylized right eye within the decaying world; there's already no one else quite like them.
they weren't quite from here to begin with.
yet as the cities do with each other, they quietly accept 134340 as someone of their own.
and 134340 is as alive as anyone else.
as alive as a human, or an oddity.
as they wade through the side journeys of their legitimate agenda, they look to the graveyard of the sky and announce to no one with blunt confidence;
"you're all gonna die."

apart of the 'my solipsism' series.