Endings
What the hell. You never liked the world anyway.
And so you put on the costume with a smile and wait.
As the fins grow, and the flippers, and the tentacles and fangs and glowing lures and thing you've never dreamed of, you find yourself thinking of all the things about life that could be improved. And as your mind and body grow larger you know things you cannot describe in any human tongue, starting with how to fix all the problems of man and beast.
But to create you have to destroy first, to make space. So you say goodbye to the old, flawed world and wrap your many arms around it and . . .
What will your world be?
The End
Written by GuesssWho on 06 May 2012
The end (for now)