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

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