Goodnight,
Void.
An end is coming.
Old soothsayer’s intuition.
Fracturing into possibilities.
Shattering threads of fate,
As best us destiny spinners can.
Breeding free will.
Breathing free will.
Fighting against Entropy,
In our worship of it.
A final defiance,
Against dark.
Thomas,
You bastard.
Goodnight, Void #720
