the last night of the world
He's got a big one now. And she thinks this one might just be the real thing. A real cave this time. This place is not big enough for the two of them. Not with the kind of cave she's been looking for. Not without some sort of light in the middle.
Something, somewhere, is going on.
The walls are all painted black. Black and white is the new everythings. What color is any of it, any of the things, in the world that has not begun to exist? You can just feel the difference, if you know what you are looking for. Like the difference between the night sky when the sun rises, the air before and after a cloudburst, the change that comes between the morning dew and the midday heat. You're aware of change, change being what happens to everything from second to second, second to second, or second to second, or second to second, and second to second. It feels like a thing you know, that you can feel.
There is a light source. Something is happening here, and it's all around him now, and it's all around her too, the thing she was looking for, this thing she's looking for again.
There is some sort of sound, or noise, that she's only now noticing. She looks around. It's all noise, and there's nothing else to see here. Just black walls, and black lights, and some of the noise is black too. She looks around. There's nothing. Nothing she hasn't seen before.
It's all happening right here.
The light source is above. She turns around. There's nothing above. She turns around. There's nothing in front of her. She looks at her surroundings. There's nothing left here, now. There is only one way, now, that there ever could have been -- only one way there ever was, there only ever can be, in this place that has no name, only the single way it's always been: there is only this, this, this, here, here, here, here, here, this is it, there's no other way, this is all there is here in the dark forever, this is all there is here -- there is nothing, she's nowhere, this is everywhere, this is the end of everything, and this has always been where it started, this is the beginning of everything, and this is all there ever was there. She stares down into that there-there. There is no here-here. There is this here, and this here, and this here, this is all --
-- and then it is all gone. And she's nowhere. And he's there. And everything is different. She is, she has been, there. And he is, has been, here. And she's not.
She's somewhere else. In a black-and-white world, where everything is always the same. Black and white is everywhere, the world, the sky, the walls. A black-and-white world. She's here. She's somewhere. She has been, somewhere else. There is a light above. She's not above. This is the way that was always here.
She's above. She can see things now. He's got a big one now. This one might just be the real thing. A real here this time. A real there. Things that can't be above, and she looks out over the world. She looks back down. She looks in. It's all up here, now. It's all up here, the thing she's been looking for. This place is here.
The cave walls are all painted black, black and white is the new everything. But this place is above, now, up here, it's all black and white above, everything she's always looked for, the thing she is always looking for here now, right now in this place --
She looks up. There's nothing above her.
No, there's a light in the middle. The black and white is not all everywhere.
She turns around. There's nothing in front of her, here, now, that she's been looking for. But there is a light in the middle, and it's a thing she can feel, a thing she can see, in the black and white in front of her -- and the color of her eyes is a thing she can feel, a thing she can see. And there's a thing she can feel, and a thing she can see, the light in the middle of the world.
She's been here before. She's been here here a million times, before, in the here she's looking for now, in the one that is all here, that is real, that is the real here. It's all in the here that is real --
-- but she's been here before. The cave walls are all painted black and white, and there's a light at the end of the world. It's like a cave. It's like the one she's been looking for.
She thinks: this is where it began.
She looks at the light at the end of the world. It is a thing she can see. She looks up. There's nowhere above her. There's no light above in the black-and-white world. There isn't anything above, that she can see, it's all up here, now. There's a light in the middle.
She's been here before. She's been here here a million times, and she's never seen the light in the middle, but it is a thing she can see, that she can see clearly, and it is like a cave, and this is where it all began, this is where she's been before. There is a black-and-white world, there is a real there, a real here, and this is how it's been for her before, and there is nothing, and this is what it's like to be here, and this is what it's like always to be here in the real here, in this real there, this real here, the real there, the place she's been, the thing she has been. It is the black-and-white world, she's looking at it. It is the light in the middle, and she's been here before. It is the thing she's been looking for, and it's all around her, and it's all around the cave, it's all around the other side of the cave and all around the bottom, and this time she has been here before, and that's what it's like, and that's how it's always been, and that's where it all began, the world that has no name, it's that and it's that and it's that, here,
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Disney Fathers
A father loves you
He teaches you about the world
He loves to make you smile and laugh
He takes care of you
He watches over you
He is always ready to protect you
He stands against those hurt you
And he will fight to keep you safe
He gives you advice when you need it
And is there for you when you’re sad
He helps you find out who you are
And he learns from you as well
He supports you and your dreams
And is proud when you succeed and fly
No matter how far you go, he’ll be there when you return
No matter how long you were gone
Your bond will never fade
He prepares you for the world as best as he can
But he hates when it is cruel to you
The one that raised you might not have been a true father
But somewhere in the world you will find a father
Your father might be a grandfather
Or a brother
Or a godfather
But you will find them
Because everyone has a father somewhere
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welcome to hel’s scifi verses, we have several:
the basic one, where hel is just a immortal goddess who made it into the far future when space travel and colonization is either viable or a long-standing societal norm (for d*ne interactions w lee, mostly)
the c*smere one, where hel is the dotter of a worldh*pper dropped off on r0shar for her own safety against a sharv3ssel who hates and stalks her family, adopted by the ruling family and happily vibing despite some identity trauma until the plot happens and fucks everyone over. there’s the implication that one day she will go on a journey of identity to other worlds within the galaxy whether with or wit-out her unwitting mentor. (for c*smere interactions w kleffy exclusively bc wow the mary sue levels are off the chart--)
the vaguely defined one where hel might be magic, might be mundane in various futuristic space settings as i work out whether i want to make a separate fandom verse or one size fits all scifi au or just imply it’s a far future take on hel’s mainverse. (used by p. much everyone)
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