Ivan STOEV
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The Rains of Titan
No one can hear you scream in space, or so they say. It goes beyond the simple fact that sound does not travel in vacuum. It is the utter desolation, the cold, dark emptiness that is constantly trying to devour you… Your mere existence is a treat to the simplicity of this void. Life, with its complexity defiantly intrudes into this otherwise peaceful realm. It disturbs the natural nonchalance of the deep. It is an abomination in the face of order. It brings this high level of entropy and nervousness into the quiet and still stage where events unfold on an unfathomable time scale. Life is but an annoying flicker in the darkness. There is no point to scream. The emptiness will soon consume you and your trespassing will be forgotten.
By Ivan STOEV2 years ago in Fiction