The Final Nova
Vast darkness all around the one ghastly point of light in the void
Countless rogue planetoids caught in the dying star’s ever expanding gravitation, their orbits smashing them into each other at terrible speeds
On planets once lush with life, the heat evaporates all water, boils away all gas, every last plant burned to a cinder
From the last starship of the last species, recorders that no one monitors capture the seconds in which a planet is consumed by the bloated star, its sacrifice delaying the inevitable by a few measly seconds
Suddenly, brightness beyond sight, sound beyond hearing, every sense punctured by immeasurable energy
It seems to go on forever, and maybe it does
Finally, some respite. the last flickering of atoms light the remains, primal dust spiraling in and out of shadows
And then, there’s nothing
Nothing forever