As the sun set, he couldn't help but wonder if all endings were like that: enchanting as they happened and frightening once they were over. But with the man with deep eyes next to him, his only hope was that this sight was endless.
truce //
|L. O. W|
The two mysteries, Rene Magritte
Medium: oil,canvas
https://www.wikiart.org/en/rene-magritte/the-two-mysteries-1966
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The Shape was not available for comment as I could find no one willing to speak to it…or even meet my eye when I mentioned it. It has occurred to me that I may be the only one able to see it. Now that I think about it, I have also never bothered to actually check whether this mic is attached to any sort of recording or broadcasting device. And it is possible that I am alone in an empty universe, speaking to no one, unaware that the world is held aloft merely by my delusions and my smooth, sonorous voice. More on this story as it develops, I say, possibly only to myself.
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And now a continuation of our previous investigation into whether I am literally the only person in the world, speaking to myself in a fit of madness caused by my inability to admit the tragedy of my own existence.