Sleep well my dear friend...
I followed him. He said i should leave him alone, that only he himself can find his own self. Should i listen to him? Or should i just let him to the void that i long so much for? The void that devours words, people, earth, everything? Or should i follow him and cease to exist?
Why? Why not?
After all he is my friend. Maybe not the most bright one, but he at least had a feeling of purpose in his life. Why shouldnt i follow him? Maybe i find my own purpose...
Only time will tell if fate will love me or will it be the good old “From ashes you were created and in ashes you will turn back again...”
-dreams of a man who lost his name...
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Follow me...
And i told him again, dont go there, there isnt anything for you there.
But he didnt listen. Like everytime as usual, i decided to follow him.
Maybe it was smart, who knows, how many times does somebody get a chance to see the stars?
I came back for you little man.
But why?
We dont let our... heirs... wander the earth like its their property.
Why return just now?
Thats for me to know and you to find out. But we should be going now. Do you want to see the third millenium alive? Its not like you have a choice...
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Why did i ever agree to it? I remeber it like yesterday when he offered me that job, even though a few centuries passed since the signing of that contract... Eh, my own fault. Head always in the clouds, wandering the skies, looking for a way back to my homeworld. Its interesting how people can loose their ability to survive if they live a few generations on the colonies without any jobs and anything to worry about...
Demons of my past have converged on me again... Should i run away from them or should i accept them and their message? To avoid repating the error?
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Abandonment...
We abandoned it. A place we called our home for a few generations now. Terra Nova. Now its again a lifeless rock in a sea of other lifeless rocks in the void of space...
Where are you?
Nowhere.
What the hell do you mean? Didnt we pull you i---
The flash of light discovered the demon from whom i was running. He found me at last? How? Maybe its time to settle myself with the fact that thats the fate of every Earth's fugitive. Who knows, maybe he'll be mercifull. We shall see. Since the Higher ones destroyed Earth, they hunted every survivor till the last one...
Dont they know that we're alive like them?
These are sorta stories i have written 3 months ago, originally in croatian, and these are translations... They are somehow related one with the other so i'm posting them all together...