[ as usual, he dreams of the universe -- though there are too many times when he's plagued by an overly-sensitive conscience (and dreams of betrayal, death, and a burning world) this is mercifully not one of those times.
the krosmoz are ever-infinite and their scope beyond any imagination, and yet qilby finds the endless expanse of space comforting. cozy, even. how could anyone call this a lonely void, when there're more stars and gently-luminescent planets to fill it up than there are lives that've ever been lived?
as he drifts among the stars like a leaf in the eddies of a stream, he reaches out and touches a planet -- one here and another there -- and snuffs out their candlelight. billions dead at a whim. it's a thought that might weigh on the conscience of a lesser man but they don't understand, quite like he does, the way the universe works. as quickly as he steals life it's replaced, and the fact that it ever passed at all goes unnoticed by the krosmoz as it keeps on turning its endless cycle.
now what could be more natural, more wonderful than that? why, it's enough to keep the eliatrope entertained for an entire night-- or an eternity. ]
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the krosmoz are ever-infinite and their scope beyond any imagination, and yet qilby finds the endless expanse of space comforting. cozy, even. how could anyone call this a lonely void, when there're more stars and gently-luminescent planets to fill it up than there are lives that've ever been lived?
as he drifts among the stars like a leaf in the eddies of a stream, he reaches out and touches a planet -- one here and another there -- and snuffs out their candlelight. billions dead at a whim. it's a thought that might weigh on the conscience of a lesser man but they don't understand, quite like he does, the way the universe works. as quickly as he steals life it's replaced, and the fact that it ever passed at all goes unnoticed by the krosmoz as it keeps on turning its endless cycle.
now what could be more natural, more wonderful than that? why, it's enough to keep the eliatrope entertained for an entire night-- or an eternity. ]