Blood splatter on the floor. Dried, dark blood. Just like stars having lost their brilliance and life. Just like the starry sky shining upon it but devoid of all that made that same sky the wonder of all intelligent species. Life slowly leeking out of my body, I lost my sight in the abyss of lights above me. Deep slumber was slowly creeping on my exhausted self, like it had so many times before, these last few years. I was yet again falling asleep somewhere inappropriate. Perhaps my cute devil of a sister wasn't going to wake me up this time... Perhaps...

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I cry as I watch the sombre procession of people, and my father, mother and sister march towards the ending ceremony. I cry for everything I had lost, everything I had sacrificed, and these acursed memories of a life I had now lost too... these so many people, all of which I had spent time with, all of wich I had forgotten, then remembered. I Reminisce over the times, the oh how good and simple times I had spent with just as many people, people that I had left. For nothing.