12 Monkeys - The Finale
I live here in my forever Autumn.
The still air is crisp and cool. The crimson leaves linger, seemingly forever.
A perpetual quietude blankets my world. I gaze upon it's serenity and accept the tranquility of my unchanging cosmos.
I bear witness to the inevitability of nothingness.
Then something changed.
I got neighbors.
I like them.
He is a tireless worker. Tending to the yard and endlessly working on the house. When I first approached him he seemed surprised to see me. He grinned with a tincture of pain, but, it was no less genuine.
As I shook his hand I sensed a wisdom beyond his years.
We were soon joined by his wife. Her smile was like a new dawn unseen around here for eons. She wiped her hands on her apron and offered me some tea. With a wink the man suggested lemonade instead. Her handshake was firm and full of resolve. As she pirouetted back to kitchen I felt she had let me in on an unspoken secret.
A perpetual quietude blankets my world. I gaze upon it's serenity and accept the tranquility of my unchanging cosmos.
I bear witness to the inevitability of nothingness.
Then something changed.
I got neighbors.
I like them.
He is a tireless worker. Tending to the yard and endlessly working on the house. When I first approached him he seemed surprised to see me. He grinned with a tincture of pain, but, it was no less genuine.
As I shook his hand I sensed a wisdom beyond his years.
We were soon joined by his wife. Her smile was like a new dawn unseen around here for eons. She wiped her hands on her apron and offered me some tea. With a wink the man suggested lemonade instead. Her handshake was firm and full of resolve. As she pirouetted back to kitchen I felt she had let me in on an unspoken secret.
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