Come,
Softling.
Rest awhile,
Amongst the abyss.
Can you feel the entropy,
Suckling at your thumbs?
Sit atop my shoulder,
As we gaze out into the infinite void.
Quiet,
Dark.
There is no greater peace than this.
Come,
Sweetling.
Nestle in my arms,
Be still.
Embrace this oblivion.
Can You Feel The Entropy?
