In The End

In The End A hundred years went by.

In The End I stopped to take a deep breath and let it out slowly.

In The End the silence was louder.

In The End I know it when I feel it.

In The End whimsical plots and dark possibilities fascinate.

In The End new conditions bring forth new problems and demand new solutions.

In The End the drought of March hath perced to the roote.

In The End the accident.

In The End another galaxy, another time.

In The End it was a snowy February night.